There are days when this little smile goes away.
Some days we wake up on the wrong side of the bed. Nothing is right and everything is just… there.
It’s always a surprise. Are we going to have a good day, or will it be oneofthosedays.
I can’t pick and choose (how I wish I could!). I’m extremely lucky that my little lady is who she is (personality and all).
Some days that little devil toddler kicks my booty. She’s strong willed, independent, and full of “just let me do it”.
*I’ve had a trying morning with my precious Paige. Naptime came around early. Today is and oil and water kind of day, but tomorrow is a new one.*