3 beautiful little girls that make me smile. I wouldn't say they've had the easiet life, but I know that they are loved by a lot of people. They are just 3 out of 7 and are very strong little girls. My parents have taken in these kids so to speak and are helping their mom get back on her feet. They call my parents Grandpa Steve and Grandma Deb. I love it! All these kids want is to be loved and they are so very sweet. I jokingly told my mom that I don't need to worry about having kids because she's got all these little ones to call her grandkids. :) The night I took these my mom was painting the girls' nails. They were very excited and I learned that they are so very girly! Karma and Roxy (the two older ones) even played with my hair for a bit. I can remember playing with my Aunt Theresa's hair and she even let me put make up on her. I mean A LOT of make up! I made her a penny once...so you can imagine how much I used on her face. They all are very smart too. Roxy was singing to herself...skatting really...she was going to town too! I popped off and did one (and I'm NOT good at it), but Roxy...she did exactly what I did and was on pitch. She's 5. So I kept doing it...and she kept repeating...then I sang a scale to her...and she did it right back to me. We were so amazed at this because not many adults can sing back to you the same thing you sang to them (if that makes sense). Karma, I think she's 3...talks like she's 12...and she talks A LOT. She's so tiney and sweet and has a lot of attitude! She's probably the most girly of them all. My mom put something in her hair and she was asking Roxy if she was beautiful. It cracked me up. Then Kendra...she's 2. She gives the best hugs in the world and she's so beautiful (all of them are). She's very quiet and doesn't speak much, but I think she would if she felt like it. Anyways...tomorrow will come early so I should probably go to bed. I have an interview and I'm super excited and I haven't stopped praying since this morning!
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