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My Beautiful Girl




Lately, Paisley's looks take my breath away.  I've always thought she was cute, but her baby looks are changing for little girl beauty now.  She makes the most amazing expressions and has the sweetest, softest little voice.  I feel like she isn't actually made up of our genetic material at all, because neither of us is as good-looking as her!  Now, the only thing I have on her is that she cannot smile for pictures to save her life!!!

Last night, Aaron was taking her down the hallway to her bedroom for bedtime and he said tell your mom "good night".  She smiled so adorably at me and said bye-bye while waving her hand like a beauty queen, then blew me a kiss.  For us this is major progress from the days of her throwing up at bedtime because it would make her so upset.  I much prefer this!!!

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  1. JessicaApril 16, 2012 at 8:07 AM

    such a cutie! Love her dress!

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  2. FaithApril 16, 2012 at 9:51 AM

    OMG, you're not kidding, she is gorgeous! A little doll! And, by the way, she looks JUST like you - gorgeous like her mama:). Someone at the park told me Addy looks like a precious moments doll, lol - made my heart soar! It's amazing to see their faces begin to change into real little people, lol! And love the dress:). So glad she is going to bed well for you - such a blessing, especially with number 2 on the way!

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  3. SarahApril 16, 2012 at 11:49 AM

    She sure is beautiful :)

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  4. ElizabethApril 16, 2012 at 3:38 PM

    She is beautiful- look out! I feel the same way- I marvel at how my husband and I produced such a cutie- ha!

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