I gave birth to her at 3:27 am on a Saturday.
In these short two years, I've seen some of myself in her.
She's a little crafty...
...and a little domestic.
She loves being outside...
...even if it means getting dirty.
She's independent, determined (sometimes to the point of stubbornness) and has a special admiration for her big brother...just like her mom.
But she's very much her own person.
She takes an unconventional approach to life.
And she could teach me a thing or two about finding joy in simple things.
Yep, she was born on a Saturday...
...and I'm changed because of it.
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