Boys are so easy. I don't know what it's like to have more than one boy, but having one boy is cake. He's so...uncomplicated.
Girls, on the other hand, are hard. They are sensitive. Their feelings get hurt a lot. Their relationships are complex.
They cry. A LOT. All day long.
Sometimes when we're having an awful, tearful, pulling our hair out kind of day I just let them outside and get my camera out.
It totally reminds me why I love having three girls.
Even though I spend half my life saying things like, "why are you crying? Why are YOU crying? WHY ARE YOU CRYING NOW???!!!" it is totally worth it.
This one is so funny. The other day she very dramatically said, "My belly's getting fat, I think I'm 'bout to turn into Santa Claus!" Any time she hurts herself she says "I think I might be dead!"
She is a lover of play doh and frogs.
This one is totally spoiled but she's so adorable it's hard to be mad at her. Her favorite new phrase? "I don't WANT to!" She has been known to do something naughty and say "no ma'am!' while doing it. If she tries to kiss you and you don't kiss her back she gets her feelings hurt and throws the mother of all tantrums. And that white blonde hair...I'm a big fan.
And this one. Oh this one. She is wonderfully weird. She is so smart, so expressive, such a toothless wonder. Every time we are apart and are reunited, this is what I see from her. What's not to love?