My quirky girl

Day in and day out I watch Mackenzie and not a single day goes by that I don't thank God for her. She is sunshine and sassiness all bottled up into one little girl. I watched her last week crawl across the yard on hands and knees, pushing in front of her a snow ball. The snow wasn't good for packing but she put all she had into it wanting to make the biggest snow man of the season. 30 minutes late, rosey cheeked and grinning, Mack appeared at the sliding glass door with this little guy:

He currently resides in our freezer

Her kind heart is always looking for ways to help. From calming her impatient little brother to slicing strawberries for the morning pancakes ( to feed to her impatient brother):

Ever the helper.

The fruits of her labor

She has the sweetest little quirks to her personality. Though the outdoors call to her and her spirit is far to wild to fit the mold of the " princessy" type, there's a little part of her that loves to feel " fancy". She's squirreled away a collection of perfumes, jewels, lip glosses , her daddy's cologne and yes, even deodorant which she keeps in the dinosaur print bag Grams made her. Each morning and evening, she pulls out the " Mackenzie" door sign from her room and hangs it on our bedroom door ( signifying that " Mackenzie's" is open for business) and sets up her salon, spritzing and sprucing up her client, whomever he/she might be. This is so endearing to me.

Mackenzie's Salon

Even Sydney, who doesn't see much need for humans aside for the necessities, has fallen in love with Mackenzie. She has to be chased from her room each night. If not, she wakes Mack up during the wee hours of the morning for pets:

Snoozing buddies

I can't resist spending a little time each day watching Mackenzie flitting about in her own little world. I feel like I have this secret treasure , one that will one day do something big. It isn't such a secret, though, because each person that meets her seems to feel the same way.