i mean, most of you so desperately want to know what's going on with my darling children. right?!?!?!
soooo, there's this girl.....
we all kinda like her. just a little bit.
her brothers are completely smitten. and her daddy....well, honestly, it's pathetic. but adorably pathetic.
last night my man was working late. i had all the kids fed, bathed, and they were running around like maniacs. or rather, like kids who've been cooped up in the house b/c -- despite being Spring -- it's been too blasted cold to go outside. {at least for this wimp} so i decided to take an early shower.
you see where this is going, right???
i kid you not....i had just poured the Burt's Bees facial soap in my hand, preparing to rub it on my
like any good mother,
i opened the shower door, peering down into her sweet, teary eyes. and totally worthy of a Tony Award, she said, "bubba hurt me!" {dramatic sobs} "it's his fault!" {shaky breath, more sobs} "i ran into him! and heeeeeeeeeeeeee diiiiiiiiiiiid it!"
i was mesmerized by those sparkling eyes and adorable red mark on her chin. so i playfully responded, "do i need to give him a spanking?"
here's where the Tony Award gets presented.
"noooooooooooooo!
because i love hiiiiiiiiiiiiiim!"
because i love hiiiiiiiiiiiiiim!"
yes. we love her.
she wears a Princess dress every day.
she loves Octonauts.
she is starting to pick out her own clothes. {and y'all, it's scary}
she likes to watch movies in my bed with the lights OFF.
her little BFF thanks God every night in his prayers for her AND her purse.
she can quote almost as many Three Amigos lines as i can.
she's girly.
she's tough.
she's awesome.
she's our Bird.









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