Sometimes I think I take her easy-going nature for granted, and I count on her to be so. But I shouldn't.
Sometimes I forget that even though she's not as expressive as Katie, that she still has needs that I should meet.
And she is so SPECIAL. I knew when I carried her in the womb, she was very special and every day if I take time to slow and down and pay attention, I remember what a very special gift I have been given by having her for a daughter.
I love her little quirks...her grumpy faces and her tip-toe walks and her love of all things tiny. I love that she doesn't want to grow up but wants to stay little. I adore her pretend games.
She can be the girliest girl, and the next minute be rough-housing like the toughest boy.
But most of all, I love her tender, generous heart. What a precious little spirit.