(I actually wrote this a week and a half ago, but forgot it was a "draft"... better late than never!)

My very first baby. She was only five and a half pounds when I first saw her beautiful face. She was tiny! And had a cone head. She was so quiet and patient with her new world that the nurses thought something MUST be wrong - she wasn't crying at all; just looking around.
The first to crawl, second to walk. Broke her arm at 16 months old. Again at 5 years old. (Easily the two worst days of my life.) Loves princesses and all things beautiful - especially flowers. Has that little bump on her lip. Still lisps a little. Twinkling eyes. Adored by all who know her, especially friends at school.
But, that's only the easily understood stuff. She's like me in some ways - forgets things easily, laughs easily, and finds people watching highly entertaining. Like Brent in some ways - very affectionate, wants the best for everyone, and a hard worker. Her own person in many ways - wears her heart on her sleeve, plans ahead (in tricky ways!) and SO artistic!
Last night, it was a tough one. Benjamin was having a hard time getting along with everyone. Elizabeth was getting into everything she shouldn't. Hailie was throwing up. What did Wendi do? Beg for attention and pick fights with her brother? No way! Wendi jumped into action, giving Benjamin hugs and jobs to do to help him feel wanted, then holding Elizabeth to keep her out of the "danger zone" where Hailie and her yucky-ness were. Then she wants to be held and assured all is well? No way! "Dad, I'll go with you to the store to buy stuff. You will need me." He did need her.
She is a peacemaker, helping Ben and Hailie play in harmony. She is tough stuff, putting our dog in her place. She is a love, hugging and kissing and showing all that they are needed. She is SILLY, putting stuffed animals on the ceiling fan so when I turn it on, they fly everywhere and it makes me laugh. She is beautiful, taking good care of herself and liking to look her best. She is my priceless, precious, Wendi Joan! :o)