Miss Lydia turns 10 tomorrow. Wow. I mean, a whole decade as her mom? I know it'd be super funny to come here and talk about how impossible she is. How her attitude stinks, how she gets on my nerves, how needy and dependent she is and how I can't wait to marry her off to some guy with a summer home in Belize. But it's just not true. She's smart, and hilarious, and clever, and creative and strong. Maybe she's not mine. It's entirely possible that some super secret baby switching went on that day. But I'm not trying to figure it out. Because if she isn't mine, I'm still keeping her. She's awesome.
To kick off a week of celebrating her, here are a million photos. Cause that's what I do.