when i was a child, my mother told me that one day, when i grew up, i would have a daughter and she would be just like me. she was right.

when you meet her for the first time, you would think she was a serious and very quiet child. if you have called my house before, you know differently. :) at 3 1/2 i find that she is a very profound child. it almost seems she can see right through you at times.

i love to hear her laugh. i can instantly recall the first time i heard her giggle as a baby. it is contagious. she is contagious. somedays i feel like i qualify for *the worst mother of the year award* as there is never enough time, never enough energy and never enough money. somehow everyday, she lets me know that i have done something right as she gets sweeter and sweeter as time goes on.