Yeah, baby. This is my jam. Because girls? We got 'em. And they just wanna have fun. And do all kinds of other stuff, too.
Sometimes people roll their eyes heavenward and say "Four girls? Woooow. Lots of drama. You better add a bathroom." As if all girls do is hang out in the bathroom, filing their nails and teasing their hair. If you gave my 13 year old a nail file, she would have no idea as to its intended use, but I bet she'd be able to build it into a science project.
Look, I don't know why lots of girls in a family get a bad rap. If they like to take showers and put on makeup . . . well, there are worse things in the world. And if they don't like to put on makeup? Who cares, that's more time in the bathroom for the makeup lover.
These girls are funny, bright, caring, helpful, creative, and much more. They're keepers.
These are her academic awards from 8th grade.
Her scholarships are not pictured.
Sing it with me: "I like big books and I cannot lie . . ."
This is Sally's face, all the time. Smiling, shining.
Rob and I often say that we should have named her Sunny. Or Joy.
See that gleam in her eye? That's where all her funniest, craziest,
most exasperating and most hilarious ideas come from.
My serious baby with the giant eyes and the wild curls.
It's so hard to get Baby to smile on command.
She's very introspective, but those luminous eyes don't miss a thing.