She...

She is two. She has opinions. She is girly, with a touch of tom-boy. She thinks teal skirts match blue t-shirts. She would wear her Yo Gabba Gabba t-shirt and electric blue ballet flats every day if you let her. She plays the drums, on her head, with spoons. She will switch pacifiers four times before bed, each time insisting on a particular color. She refuses to eat vegetables. She refuses to eat some fruit. She refuses to eat, well....a lot of things. She tells trees to be quiet, and does not like saying "night night" to sheep. She wears underwear over her diapers. She likes Curious George and sitting on Gomez. She likes to dance, with flashlights, in the pantry. She will tell a bug "bye bye" and "love you" as you kill it with a tissue. She thinks everything she doesn't see is "hiding." She makes us laugh daily. She is our mighty, mighty Q.