Little Love

as her daddy calls her.

Our little Ava. We love her so much. We couldn't imagine our lives without this sweet little girl sandwiched between her brothers. She is the glue.

She is beautiful.
She is so sweet.
She is so very girly...so much so, that she's made me more girly.
She loves pink.
She loves red.
But you must remember pink AND red!
She loves wearing her hair in braids.
She loves dresses and frilly skirts.
She can get down and wrestle with the best of them.
She is tough.
She is sensitive.
She is giggly...oh, so giggly.
When she smiles, her eyes twinkle.
She loves her brothers. They are her best friends.
She has a temper (sweet girl, we'll work on that).
She loves hugs and kisses.
She is particular.
She loves little girly figures (ie: polly pockets, my little pony, pet shops).
She loves school.
She seems to like girls that are mean to her. I hate that. She has sweet friends too.
She is creative.
She is gentle.


She is our baby doll. Our little love.