What is it about a 2 year old that is just so stinkin' cute?? Our little H has the most personality for a half pint! One day this summer she REFUSED to take off her Tinkerbell outfit before her nap. Refused. Screaming fit that was bigger than mama. I put Tink to bed in all her glory. Then I snuck back in her room and snapped these pics. I mean, is this sweet or is this sweet?
I just love how H wakes up & says, "I wear Tinka-bell, Mommy, I wear Tinka-bell." I rarely let our older girls out of the house in their dress-up clothes. But H is the baby with four older siblings. So she wears Tinka-bell in public. A LOT. And I love it. I love how she wore her little red sparkly Dorothy shoes to the grocery store. I beamed with her as her heels click click clicked across the smooth warehouse floors at Sam's. I love how her hair is sometimes a big mess and that she has likely been in the peanut butter jar with a spoon sneaking some protein when no one is looking. I even love how she tears through the house, destroying everything in her path, wetting many things with wipes or water, so that she has earned her nickname of "Hurricane H" fairly. I love the sweet smell of her breath, and how she has no problem telling you that yours smells! I love how she smells everything before eating it and that is how she decides if it tastes good or not. I love her big blue eyes, her wide smile, and her funny laugh. I love that she bosses us around just as big sis K did. I love that she keeps us young and makes us feel old all at the same time. I love H being two. What a sweet age. And I love these little feet, don't you?!
