On our anniversary weekend, we moved dirt and mulch to create the master swing set, hung out with friends and family, and most importantly watched our daughter turn into a ballerina over night. All of a sudden our little baby is twirling around the house all proud of her oh-so-graceful ballet moves. She even made Daddy and Papi take a break from their work to admire her moves. I've learned with Bean the true meaning of "Sugar and spice, that's what little girls are made of." I love the first picture. She's so pretty in her ballet costume that her cousin gave her, but you can see that spicy little personality in her face. Little girls really are just that, somedays more sugar and somedays more spice.