I did not have a vision of her in a pretty pink dress with ruffles and lace, wearing shiny shoes and her hair up in bows.
I was a rough and tumble child.
I knocked my own front teeth out by flinging myself from a sofa at the age of three in an attempt to fly.
I caught frogs in creeks and chased my sisters with them.
I played in mud.
I always sort of imagined my daughter would be similar to how I was.
But I never in my wildest visions imagined this.
I was making brownie cupcakes and she insisted that she lick the bowl.
When the cupcakes were finally done I called her to the kitchen to get one.
In she came, covered literally from head to toe in batter.
How or why I can not tell you and she was not talking either.
So, I promptly stuck her in the shower to be hosed down, after a few quick photos of course.
Now you see why she is the gray in my hair.
I finished the brownie cupcakes, and made a delicious peanut butter cream cheese frosting to top them off.
Even though the older one refused to eat the frosting (he hates cream cheese) he loved the cupcakes.
I can only imagine what tomorrow has in store for us.
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