This little girl turned 17 months old yesterday.
I pulled out her tutu the other day, and she thought it was pretty cool.
She’s a hot mess, this girl. She’s smart, sassy, and never still. She climbs, crawls, and runs. And she speaks her mind (or thinks she does), and usually manages to get her way.
She’s precious, sweet, and beautiful. And I’m so, so glad God put her in our family.