Ravenna

My Ravenna. Wow. She's this complex, wonderful, yet aggravating little girl. She's the cutest little thing you've ever seen. She's funny and quirky and insane. She's really bad though. She listens to no one & will do what ever she feels. She'll leave the room for two seconds and do something bad - then she'll come back in with her cute little self saying "I'm sorry Moggy" in that sweet little voice of hers. Really, you hear the word Moggy come out of her mouth and you're done for. She sings and sings. She's quite the dancer too.

She is a force to be reckoned with. I don't want to crush her independent spirit, but I would like her to listen to me - or at least pretend!

My little Ven is a broad. She's sweet as pie, and very girly. I paint her fingernails at least three times a week. She plays dress up all the time and loves her baby dolls. Make no mistake though, she will kick your butt if you try to mess with her. If Coen tries to take one of her babies, she'll whomp on him. Seriously - flying tackles and all.

I tell people all the time what a little hellcat she is, and that I'm glad I only have one like her. They think I'm kidding. Oh no, I'm not. I can barely handle her - I couldn't handle another one!

I don't want you to think I'm complaining about my daughter. I'm not. She is what she is - to the max. She's a free spirit, to say the least, and I love her and all of her Ravenna-ness.

She's going to be able to do whatever she sets her mind to do. I believe she can change the world someday.