pixie dust.

it was just yesterday she was prancing around in my favorite pink cowgirl boots. fairy wings sagging behind her as she magically danced around the front yard, sprinkling her cuteness around like pixie dust in the hollow.

now's she asking me to call her dude because it's cool and spends way too much time in front of the mirror than any five year old should. oh, sorry, i meant five and a half. she is almost six, you know.


look at that face. it used to get her anything she wanted...who am i kidding, it still totally does.

{jessa girl at 2 & a half}