She is something else, this youngest child of mine.
Full of curiosity and questions.
She lives full throttle and sometimes it’s a race to keep up. In a few months she will be eleven and I am just beside myself at the thought.
She has my heart though.
She’s a writer, an artist, a warrior, and a pest. I’m not sure where life will take her or what His plan is for her and I really hope I can keep up. Because I think it’s going to be something to see.