
Who would know by this looking at this picture that although she appears to happy this morning while I took this picture, it's actually been a nightmare of a morning.
This little thing just might be the end of me.
On one hand she is this sweet little girl who loves anything stuffed & walks around singing "you'll never know how much I love you" - and on the other hand she is beating down her big brother, coloring on everything, screaming at the top of her lungs while she hits or scratches herself. Yes, she has a temper. She is so full of spunk, and she is a show off. But oh how I love both of those hands that make up my stink.




















