my girl

My mini-me.

I hear it everywhere I go. I love my little buddy. I love her curly hair. I love how she tells me what she wants me to say...about everything. I love her fearless, spunky attitude. I love that she demands cereal and milk the minute she wakes up. I love that she doesn't want to miss out on anything. I love that she wears two different shoes most days. Of her own choosing. I love that she is three and that I can reason with her.

{I love that she is my girl.}