It's hard to believe my Maggie girl is three years old. In case you couldn't tell, she is a total sassy pants. I mean, seriously, I don't know where she gets it. This girl has more spunk than the rest of the Hornes combined.
When she's not throwing fits with the best of them, Maggie is a total sweetheart. She is a great sharer with both Amos and Audrey. She often pats Audrey on the head, and then says things like, "I'm just petting her." She also says my name about 1,000 times a day, and when I respond she says, "I love you" or "you're beautiful" or "your hair is cute."
Maggie loves all things princess, and generally refuses to wear anything that is not "princess." In spite of that, she is ALWAYS sporting ragamuffin hair. We do our best, but neither one of us has the patience to sit still long enough to do it.
Maggie lacks a healthy fear of anything, and always keeps us on our toes.
Happy birthday Maggie!