Last week The Princess was wearing mismatched clothes and dancing wildly in the kitchen while waiting for dinner.

I asked her  "Where did you come from?"

Her immediate response - God - with her freckled grinning face peeking out from under a mass of curls.

Today she curled up in my arms after a long afternoon of playing in the pool and told me that God painted freckles on her face so I could tell the difference between her and her friend, Ashley because they both have curly hair.  The curly hair is the ONLY thing that is the same.

I need to remember these days because in a blink of an eye she will be as tall as me and know everything!