i swear it was just yesterday i was kissing those massive pound puppy cheeks of hers. these days she runs away before i can plant one on her. and if I am lucky enough to sneak one on her, she wipes it off and says "ewww. do you have to do that on my cheek." i tell her get used to it. because the answer will always be yes. always.
she is at such a fun age. and such a hard age. she can make me want to scream and then laugh so hard i wet my pants...all in the same breath. as demanding and frustrating she can be though, she still has every.single.one.of.us wrapped around her little finger. she bats those pretty little eyes and we are all done for. i kind of love her all the more for it. sass and all.