My husband says she acts just like me.  I say, “That’s why she’s so funny”. (Insert cute emoji of blonde girl fluffing her hair.  And then a winky face.)  I love to have fun, be totally goofy, and embrace my oddness.  It’s not everyone’s cup of tea, but in the end, I’m still laughing no matter who likes my jokes.

I see this same weirdness coming out in Avery.  As we say here in the south…”She’s a mess!” And I love every ounce of it.  She is starting to pick up on my sarcasm and dance like a fool with me in the car.  We have a lot of fun and I hope it grows as she gets older.  Today she had dress rehearsal with her Spotlight dance team before the company’s winter showcase tomorrow. Hiding in the wings, I took pictures of them while attempting to master the funky stage lighting.  What I captured instead was my daughter…acting funky. And laughing at her witty little self.

She’s a mess, y’all! 🙂

Proverbs 17:22 “A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.”