Little girls are the nicest

things that happen to people.

They are born with a litle

bit of angel shine about

them and though it wears thin

sometimes, there is always enough

left to lasso your heart.

A little girl can be sweeter,

and badder, oftener than anyone

else in the world.

A girl is innocence playing

in the mud, beauty standing

on its head, and Motherhood

dragging a doll by the foot.

Girls are available in five colors --

black, white, red, yellow or brown...

yet Mother Nature always manages

to select your favorite color

when you place your order.

God borrows from many creatures

to make a little girl.

He uses a song of a bird,

the stubbornness of a mule,

the slyness of a fox,

the softness of a kitten and,

to top it all off,

He adds the mysterious mind of a woman.

A little girl likes new shoes,

party dresses, small animals, dolls,

make-believe, dancing lessons,

ice cream and tea parties.

She is loudest when you

are thinking, the prettiest when

she provokes you, the quietest when you

want to show her off and the

most flirtatious when she absolutely

must not get the best of you again.

Who else can cause you more grief,

joy, irritation, satisfaction, embarrassment

and genuine delight than this combination

of Eve, Salome and Florence Nightingale?

Just when your patience is ready

to crack, when your dreams tumble

down and the whole world is

a mess she can make you

a king when she climbs

on your knee and whispers,

"I love you best of all."

"Alan Beck"