I really like this pic of Em, even if it is a little “senior portrait” looking. Do you notice anything strange about the photo?

Yeah, me either – until we were at the Pier yesterday and her little wispy “bits of bangs,” (which I thought were just more crazy bangs) were kind of “dampened” to her forehead because of the mist from the ocean. And there was a definite jagged “slant” to them, almost as if…they had been cut.

J: Did she, or someone, cut her bangs?
M: No, I think she has some weird bang growth…hey…wait a minute. Emma! Did you cut your hair?
E: No, Mama.
M: Did somebody else cut your bangs.
E: Um, no.
M: Did you? We aren’t going to be mad, we just want to know.
E: Yes. I did when I was in the playroom.
M: Honey! Why did you cut your hair?
E: My bangs were in my way. They were in my eyes, so I cut them off.

*sigh*

It really is hard to argue with logic like that.

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She is opinionated. She has a fierce independent streak. She has a hugely stubborn attitude. She is a bossy big sister.

She is exactly like me.

I see myself in her expressions. I hear myself in her voice when she speaks.

She inspires me to be a better Mommy, a better, more patient person. I have to be. For she is always watching. Always imitating.

She is my first born.

But every once in awhile, I get to see her as simply a sweet little four-year old. Just a precious little kid running free, with all of that “first born” stuff tucked safely away. It always brings a smile to my face, and makes me so thankful that she is (and always will be) my first baby.

Make sure to stop over to Tracey’s and see what is inspiring everyone else this fine Monday.