Sometimes my daughter is stubborn.
Sometimes she is loud and obnoxious and spittin' fire crazy.
Sometimes my daughter is sweet.
Sometimes she is mellow and cuddly and extraordinarily loving.
I never know what kind of little gal I'm going to get when her feet hit the floor in the morning.
What I do know though, is that no matter what kind of day my daughter is going to have, her beauty and beautiful soul will always take my breath away. Always.