Things I love about Hadley

I was inspired by Amy's post about Spencer, so here we go!

=...That she laughs at totally inappropriate times, i.e. when her daddy rips a huge fart.

=...That she can hum the Imperial March from Star Wars (the Darth Vader song).

=...That she'll hug and kiss the dog constantly, but everyone else can get bent.

=...That she points at everything, even the same tree she sees every day, and says "ooo" as if it's brand new and totally amazing.

=...That she'll do anything for an Olive Garden breadstick. Anything.

=...That she'll bring me her hairbrush after rubbing it over her head, as if to say "Here, it doesn't work for me like it does for you."

=...That at times she seems to speak a language that is half Klingon and half Elvish, and then seems to get angry that we can't understand her.

=...That she will throw books into our lap and climb up, force us to put our hand on her leg, and then get mad when we try to read her the book.

=...That she can be so dramatic she makes Meryl Streep look like a B-list extra.

=...That she'll wander around carrying her clothes, and seems to think wearing underwear of any kind on her head is high fashion.

=...That smile.

=...That whenever I see her for the first time every day, she's overjoyed to see me.

=...That giggle.

=...That I can get through a long night at work knowing I'm here to make sure she has the best life possible.

=...That she's only eighteen months old and can already sound exasperated when she says, "Mama!"