That girl there in the middle is my treasure and I thank God for the privilege of raising her. I love her so much. I love everything about her. I love the little scar from a cat scratch beside her eye. I love the way her baby hair still curls around her face. I watch her struggle for self confidence and self acceptance and marvel that someone so perfect, kind, and beautiful can ever doubt themself, but I suppose that’s the nature of being female. I wish I could prove to her that her unique sense of style, her strong beliefs, her quirky personality, and her love for others will one day shoot her popularity off the charts. She’s one of those people who everyone will want to be around. One day, if she tries to make good choices (let’s face it…none of us do that perfectly), she will be surrounded by exactly what she wants out of life. She doesn’t know this, because the rules are different in middle school. I see two other littles in this picture though that seem to think she’s pretty awesome. Can I just say awwwwww! a million times over?