Scarlett, I can't help but smile when I think of you. I'm going to guess I'm not the only one either. As a friend once informed me, you're the cheesiest kid she knows. With that big ol' grin of yours, cheesy you most definitely are. Oh, my sweet Scarlett, y0u are sunshine to my soul. You have such a huge personality and I love watching it develop and expand as the months go by. Everybody that knows you loves you, Little Miss. I've come to the conclusion that it's pretty much impossible not to. Really, you love to be loved. I've never known another baby so eager for love and affection. Everything you do screams out, "Notice me! Love me!"
You are all girl, through and through. You love dressing up, Pinkalicious, lip gloss, and all things princess. I'm pretty sure you were born with pink sparkles flowing through your veins because you've been a girly-girl since day one. Heaven knows, you have an opinion about evvvvverrrrrything. You're absolutely convinced you're three, four, or five years old, never one (or now two). You consider my make-up your make-up, and search it out from all my hiding spots to use it as your own (much to Daddy's eternal chagrin). Even with all that femininity, you can still keep up with the roughest boys. You don't hesitate to climb over our chain-link fence, scale any counter in sight, and rough-house with the best of them.
Oh Scarlett, my baby girl, I'm so glad you're my very own. You make me smile everyday and I'm so very, very happy that you're part of our family. Honey Girl, it makes my heart ache to think how much I love you. You're like a ray of light wherever you are; you just brighten the room when you walk into it. Like I said earlier...to know you is to love you, Miss Scarlett.