When I look at these pictures I'm forever reminded of the delight that is childhood.
Every day is an adventure.
Each morning is new.
No one cares if there is jam on your face.
The jam just makes you that much cuter.
Giggles and grins are always available.
No one expects much from you.
Playing all day is perfectly ok.
After you make your bed.
Acting like you know it all is normal.
Until you are about 23.
Then you'll call up your mama and ask for advice on how to sort your laundry.
And my opinion on whether or not you should get a cat.
And how to make meatballs.
When you're a kids, smile wrinkles next to your eyes are cute.
They match the smile wrinkles at the corners of your mouth.
They are ok too.
And when all else fails, act the cute blond.
The male population will fall at your feet.
Especially if you look at them with those beautiful grey eyes.
Those eyes just aren't fair.
they should be outlawed.
Because when you look at me with those eyes, I want to give you the world on a platter.
And all my chocolate.
No, never mind about the chocolate.
I'm keeping that.