sunshine

she's my spunky little girl.

a bag of lollipops eaten through in an afternoon. always wanting the pink ones!!

crawling around the deck with silver sparkle shoes on her feet and brother's boots on her hands as she meows loudly enough for neighbors to wonder.

running into daddy's store yelling "yay! daddy's werk" at the top of her lungs and then preceding to tear into 13 boxes of cherryheads. every third sugary red ball making it's way out of the box, through her chubby fingers, and onto the floor. it rolls on to find a new home under a rack of budget dvd's.

insisting beyond reason to wear 1 inch high flip flops on a hike with the dogs. she would never dream of copping out and just letting someone carry her. she wants the freedom and the wind through her curls, even if that means taking a spill every 30 seconds, her lip lops go flying.

scaling the kitchen cabinets without any effort to get a better look at the sea monkeys or to play with the dirty dishes in the sink.

thinking that when mom chases her bare bottom down the street, well, that's just about the funniest trick a gal can pull. she giggles wildly.

chasing a cat around an alley way downtown and when the smart cat flees the grip of this toddler she dramatically sits on a nearby stair with her hands drawn to her chin and pouts. "kitty run away. but, mama, i wuvvv him."

every moment a delight.
every second an opportunity worth exploring.
every beat of my heart that is melting for my spunky little girl.