In honor of my darling niece, Aria, I give you a poem, originally written for my littlest brother when I was six years old, and revised for Aria:
Aria my niece is a sweet little girl,
I like to play with her just like a toy [it turns out, this poem's rhyming scheme works better with boy babies, although we wouldn't trade our Aria for a million boys!]
She has brown hair [or, in some cases, blond];
She is so sweet;
And she really, really likes to EAT!
Have you ever seen anyone sport a wig with so much fabulous charm?!!!
We sure do love our baby-doll girl.
Happy Thursday, folks.