Being Number 2....

When I think about stories I tell about my children, I often will refer to them by numbers...  and they know their number...  So I talk about 1 and 3 a lot.  Number 1 - school, sports, reading - and just cause he is my little boy....  Number 3 - just because life is never boring with her...  But my number 2 sometimes does not get the talk time the others do...
 
But for the record...  she is an awesome kid!  She is my helper.  I can always count on her to be there when I need a hand...  When it is time to eat, she does... When it is time to go to bed, she does...  Baths, likewise...  When I need a break from #3, she is there...  She loves to play office with me, and her dollies are the most educated dolls in Wheeling.  She is a talented little acrobat and soccer player and quite the artist...  She taught herself how to ride her bike on two wheels as well as pump on the swing...  And she is smart as a whip.  Her newest skill is identifying bugs - thank you very much!  She can operate my washing machine and divide an egg like a pro...

If determination was an Olympic event, she would win.  When she wants something, she practices and works at it until it happens.  I don't imagine life will always hand her what she wants, but I don't doubt for one minute that she will make her own wishes come true. 

And I know she is mine - but I sure think she is beautiful!  Her smile is infinite, and her heart is huge.  Hands down, I think she has the most beautiful hair in our family - a combination of the right color, wave, and thickness.  Her eyes are so inviting and the color is that of amber...

My life is just a better place because of her...  She wakes up happy and goes to sleep just the same...  And all the time in between - she is a joy (ok almost all the time in between)...  I am sure am blessed that she is my little girl...