This little girl. I love her to pieces. She's my little princess, but the most stubborn princess at that, and she can drive me up the wall. Yesterday, she and I got into a little spat. Has been happening lately. That says a lot about me being the adult, right?
After about three seconds of me raising my voice at her, I felt like the size of a flea. I grabbed her from the couch, took her into my bathroom and had mommy and Becky time. As I'm brushing her hair and curling it, my heart melts with the words that come out of her mouth.