Snapshots and Quotables

first wagon ride of the year 

Abby (eating her breakfast and piercing her pineapple with a fork): OUCH! It's okay little friend. 

sister playtime 

Check out the pose. A natural. :) 

Ella-bean

beauty.

Daddy: You are my little girl. 

Abby (clearly frustrated and about to cry): No, Daddy...I'm a not a little girl. I'm a big girl. I'm a grown up.

D: Why do you want to be all grown up already? Being a little girl is great. 

A (with the most genuine serious face): No! I want to be a grown up because I want to be mommy. 

sweet little momma to her babies 

my favorite hairdresser

There was a dead bird in the street right in front of our house. Abby saw it and was instantly concerned. Her  empathetic heart was so sweet and evident. She squatted in our yard fifteen feet from the bird and just watched it. When I went over to ask her what she was thinking, she said: 

A: Where is his family? Do you think his mommy and daddy are going to come looking for him? Mommy, he needs his family. I'm so sad. 

She then walked over to a dandelion, picked it and threw it toward the bird. 

It was time to go. Daddy wasn't ready yet and this is where we found Abby. She kept saying, "Daddy...Daddy,  please hurry up. We are going to be late!"

baby feet in jelly sandals = overwhelming cuteness