She's my Word girl, always has been. I'm not quite sure when it became apharant to me. Maybe when she was a baby and wanted books constantly. Maybe when she was a tot, about 3 years old and coined the word "Bumbalee" for her bum (we still say it). Maybe when she was 3 and she head butted me, it really hurt and as I said, "Oh, Liv don't head butt me that really hurts," she laughed about it all day and couldn't get over how funny the phrase, "head butt" was. Whenever it was, I've been thinking about it lately. Most recently the thoughts have been prompted by her language. Picking the perfect assortment of words to describe a situation. She has started calling Beckham her "Little Morsel." It couldn't be more perfect for him. It makes my heart smile. And then as she talked to me about her stitches and the whole night of getting them. She said, "Mommy, I love it when people say they 'gathered their courage.' I think I 'gathered my courage." I'm proud of her. That's for sure. My little miss.
And just incase you think she's all "old soul" and no silly, pictures to prove otherwise.
P.S. these pictures are obviously all from last fall, before her big hair cut. Makes me eager for it to be long again.
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Very darling pictures, and a smart girl you have!
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