Maybe the Cutest Girl in the World

I've decided that if I ever have a daughter, I want her to be just like the 3-year old I babysat for last week (and this afternoon... and next Sunday).

This is her...


Smart, creative, funny, nice, cute, outgoing, patient, considerate, loving, articulate, cuddly, sweet, goofy, never bratty, and quite possibly the world's most perfect little kid.

We have spent the past few days playing bird (see above... she was doing GOB's "cukuku" chicken dance), hiding from bears, collecting rocks outside, making up songs, pretending to have picnics, reading library books, inspecting my car (her idea), eating cucumber sandwiches, feeding dolls, and playing restaurant.

Here we were chasing each other around the house in our version of a parade...

... but she wouldn't slow down for a good photo.

This is kind of more what K. really looks like...

... even though she has a bit of a strained look because she was trying her best to show off her killer milk mustache in the midst of our dominoes session.

Me... lackluster about most children. K. ... not like most children.

I'm pretty sure I love her a little bit.