hanging in the house
1 day ago
Oh, my sweet girl. You're two! This brings tears to my eyes, because it's incomprehensible that your babyhood went by that fast. And turning two, it seems, marks the official end of any last wisps of lingering babyhood. You talk, you have fashion preferences (well, EVERYTHING preferences), you want to do it all yourself. I admire your spunk, little girl.