Guess who's four?

There are a lot of September birthdays in our extended family. (Eleven, to be exact.) 

One of them is Lydia's. 

Lydia was born a week overdue. 

She was worth the wait.

Lydia is our only dark-haired and (relatively) tan-skinned kid. 

Lydia is a song-bird. 

Lydia dresses up pretty much every day.

We love her deep voice.

Lydia is persuasive, using rock-solid logic and assuring head-nods. 

Lydia has some of my favorite facial expressions. 

Lydia loves fun. 

And pigs. 

And ice pops. 

And play-doh.

 And stamps. 

And cupcakes.

There was exactly, precisely one thing that Lydia wanted for her birthday. For weeks (months?) there was only one answer she gave when I asked her what she might like. It was the same answer every time...

"A rainbow clown wig."