Lucy-girl...

This is Lucy.
Lover of "poppy-cles"(popsicles), waterslides too big for her and her mama's hip.
She orders her brothers to come and says, "that's nice" when she hugs you or rubs your head.
She breaks out into total hysterics at any sign that i might refuse anything in her little head. she must protest first and then accept with an "okay."
Puppy dogs fill her dreams- all sizes, shapes and colors.
She is a magnet to messes, especially those involving water and any kind of cup.
Clothes are tolerated but just barely, a nudist colony would be preferred.
She waves and says hello or hola to almost all she meets.
There might not be even an ounce of fear in this child's heart.
She is our light and joy...