Mini Me....

If I had ever been blessed with having kids of my own, this little girl would’ve been my daughter....



I call her “Mini Me” because she reminds me so much of myself. She’s a friend of my stepdaughters and has been spending alot of time with them and me, and I swear if she didn’t already have parents I would adopt her in a heartbeat. But alas, her dad said they’d keep her. *pouts* lol

So why do I call her “Mini Me”? Well for starters, every time I’ve seen her she’s wearing black or some other dark color. She loves heavy metal music. One day she was playing with her IPOD and was going through songs and I suddenly heard Queensryche.

“You liike Queensryche?” I asked her.

“Yes, they’re my favorite band” she replied.

WHOA! What 10 year old girl do YOU know that loves Queensryche? (by the way, in case you haven’t figured it out, that’s my favorite band too).

Her favorite candy is Gummy Bears, she drinks Coke and not Pepsi, and she loves dragons! She told me she’d eat pizza and french fries any day of the week and has just started liking hot wings.

She’s also quick on the comebacks, she’s a little brat and she doesn’t take shit from anyone.

Sound familiar?

Now if I can only get her to cheer for the Red Sox, she would be a perfect child. haha

So while God’s reason(s) for not granting me the right to have children of my own are still unknown to me, I find it truly amazing how He always throws in these little curve balls of heartwarming moments to make me smile.

Because it truly is moments like this that make my life worthwhile. :)