She shoots My Little Ponies with a Nerf gun, yet cries like a baby when seeing an animal suffer.
She struggles at spelling, yet can do math problems above her grade level.
She decided at 7 years old that in order to continue her family's legacy on the farm, her husband will just have to take her name.
She will not only debate political issues, she will have thought and examples behind her positions.
She is complex.
She is my baby girl.
She is unique.
In the world of photography, I’m the kindergartner with a Polaroid surrounded by college kids using 35mm cameras with the really cool lenses that come...