My little (big) force of Nature

Aria is...well, Aria. I wouldn't change a thing about her, but she is challenging. And full of energy. We like to kiddingly (mostly) say that she has the personality of three children. Or as her father puts it, she's three pounds of personality in a one pound bag. And she's the most awesome thing. Ever. Hands-down. The best thing I will ever do. At a party the other night, I was telling an Aria story and a woman told me I should write them down, for both her and me. So I got to thinking, why just for her and me? Her father, grandmother, and I all live with her, so we do get to enjoy these moments everyday. But what about her other grandparents, aunt, and cousins? They only live about a half-hour from us, and have her one day a week, so they do get to experience her specialness regularly, but I'm sure there are stories we forget to tell them. And what about all the other people who love her? My father lives in New Jersey, and has only gotten to see her twice. And we have so many friends who adore her. So this is for everyone who loves Aria, or likes cute kid stories. Or just needs a break in the day to occasionally say "thank God it's not me." 'Cause those stories are inevitable, too. And the grass is always funnier when it's not your own.