The post in which I will say it with pictures.

Grandmom's are cool.  They share Cheerios.

All the excitement around here is really starting to wear Libby out.

Yep, she is truly Matt's child.  Of course, some genetics on the Renfro side may also be a factor.

Sure wish she'd had a bucket on her head when she decided to topple over onto the sidewalk at the park...probably wouldn't have cut her lip so badly.

Drinking milk from a big girl cup is messy...but really fun.

Don't say it.  She is not, in fact, a big girl.  Don't let the pigtails fool you.  

See...she still eats shoes.

But there is wisdom in that smirk, I think.

No matter how big she thinks she is, though, this is the only driving she'll be doing for a while.

Because, after all, the following is still a very accurate representation of her day-to-day activities.