Ok, this girl. Let me tell you. Her name is Lizzie. She'll correct you in her 4-ness and tell you she is Elizabeth OR Lizzie, and then frequently tell you she wants to be called Elizabeth, with the incomplete "th" sounding like an "f". She loves Frozen, princesses, dolls, dress-up, pretend play, and anything imaginative.
She was a few months from turning 3 when they came to live with us, almost 2 years ago now. It's such an odd thing to consider now that Aaron is this age. Her hair used to be down to the middle of her back but she desperately wanted it cut about a year ago, hence what you see above. It's grown back out now, about to her shoulders, which is EXACTLY what she wants now that she knows all about Rapunzel.
This girl has attitude. She's got a flair for fashion and creates all sorts of "looks", including the facial-expression kind on the right. We get these looks from her daily, at least. When she gets caught doing something she knows she's not supposed to do she freezes up and won't respond to your questions. She has this stare though...the one that says...I am very mad at you right now. It's not a morning unless Lizzie has cried. Nevertheless, we get a lot of comments on how BEAUTIFUL this one is. We're working to make sure our insides are as beautiful as our outsides :) She's actually really smart and independent, so we need to make sure we're giving her the attention she needs even though she doesn't "demand it" the same way some of the others do.
Oh Lizzie - What would we do without you. I love that you try to read to mie every day in the car and I love that you know exactly how to work your charm to hide your natural impish-ness, even though I won't tell you that now. It makes me smile. I know sometimes I won't do things for you and it makes you cry. It's because I believe in you, even when you don't believe in yourself. I want you to know how awesome you are in every way, every day.