messy not magic

Every little thing she does is messy
Everything she do just makes me clean
Even though my life before was placid
Now I know my love for her washes on

This is just the mess on her face today, not to mention her hands, her arms, her bed (hidden in her pocket, she found and picked apart a Camellia tree flower bud into a million pieces before falling asleep during her nap) the floor, my bible (she found and put stickers in it) her clothes, each shirt she wears has a permanent souvenir from the day. She wears me out...I love her to pieces.

God please give me direction in training this independent, spunky, fun loving, energetic, strong willed child.



This is her little friend who came over to play. She is wearing #1's hat. She is pretending to be a kitty cat. The black marker is supposed to be a cat nose a whiskers. She drew them all by herself.


This is just her face after dinner. Her hands looked much worse. We had icecream sandwiches for dessert. Notice her hair always ends up in her face. I fix it several times a day, and within minutes it is a sloppy mess.


I know, gross hotdogs. But they are quick and cheap. Oh and she dips everything in ketchup, including her apples.




These next two just make me laugh.