captured. spunk.

Yesterday it happened twice,

people pointed out what a different personality Miss Syd has.

She has a lot of expressions, just like the boys did, but they are different.

They are given and shown with this extra side of spunk.

With a sparkle in her eye ...

It is the look that she gives me as she climbs onto the kitchen table for the fifth time.

It is the look she gives me after she flings all her food on the floor because she can.

It is the extra look she gives me when she hightails it down our street to meet Charley after school.  

It is the look she gives me when she climbs up on the couch and stands up...teetering on the edge.

Spunk. 

She is becoming her own little person.

With piggy tails and all.

And I am becoming a little fearful of the run this little is going to give us. 

But my shoes are laced up,

and I am committed to this race...

although I would totally freeze time right now. 

This is one of my favorite stages.

Spunk, sparkle and all that it includes.