Scarlet, The Firecracker

This child is crazy. Seriously crazy. Piper scared me only because I had no idea what I was doing (um, make that a STILL don't know what I'm doing). Sam was way easier; different, but easier. Scarlet...holy cow. Every day it's something different.

Today? Another chipped tooth...at the same house she chipped her other tooth back in February. I even saw the piece of tooth in her mouth as she was crying (with a mouth full of blood might I add). B kept saying she didn't chip it, but yep, she did.

She keeps me on my toes, that is for sure. I am willing to bet money that she'll be the one to break a bone first. I have not ever broken a bone (yet, I'm sure). Bryce has only broken his leg (and his big toe, but he won't admit that).

You know, I thought for sure Scarlet was a boy when I was pregnant with her. I think this is God's way of giving me a boy without giving me a boy. Does that make sense?

Anyways, here it is:

 

It's the tooth on your left. 

 

Still smiling, so that's alright.

Fun times with the Daugherty's.