I just can't get over Mya's style. I will have you know that I have very little to with my girls' outfit choices. V constantly picks my (and now Birdie's) clothes out in the morning, and we are obligated out of love to wear whatever concoction she comes up with. Sometimes I think Mya is growing up too fast, but then she'll walk downstairs with an outfit on like the one above, and I just smile and remember that she is still my little six year old.
**I love this picture.**