she is so funny and so very loud. so crazy and free. she spins and falls then spins again. she climbs and jumps and would swing all day if you let her. she can never choose, but when she does she will change her mind exactly five seconds later. she tries to ride on her baby brother at least once a day. she covers her ears when she is nervous and giggles and laughs the happiest laugh when her world is right. she will threaten to "never ever play with unicorns again" when you've wronged her. she lays down on banks of snow and daintily pretends to be a mermaid. she talks to herself in quiet, high voices and booming low ones. she wishes she could vote for eve for president. while getting ready to cross the street she tries to hold her own hand for safety. she is sneaky and fast and stubborn. she does what she wants to do and when questioned always has a sound explanation. rainbow, snowflakes and pink are her three favorite colors. she wears her blue tutu everyday and is startlingly good at shaking her hips. she will put almost anything in her mouth, or at least give it a good lick. whatever the group, she's a part of them but when she's done, she's done and moves on without a care. she is terrorized by the sun in her eyes and tortured by the cold of winter and heat of summer. she sneaks the phone and tries to watch episodes of backyardigans during church. she is charming and almost always loved instantly. she growls and bares her teeth when fighting with eve. she whispers secret plans and (three-year-old) naughty words. when she gets big she wants to be a doctor and then a mommy and then a princess named cinderelly. she loves her sister and her daddy. and charlie and mommy too. she makes us laugh and shake our heads every day. she is our little three-and-a-half-year-old ruthie. and today she learned that rats make nests too.