Usually when Miranda looks into the mirror, she practices making faces. She grins. She sticks out her tongue. She wrinkles up her little nose. All very silly and cute.
Today she had a dialogue with the Little Girl in the Mirror. She had what she thought was a stern look on her face and a raspy voice when she said things like, "No hitting, Miranda" or "You're in trouble!"
Even though Miranda obviously feels wronged (ahem, could I be the stern raspy voiced person?!), I know she loves me. And even though she is a handful and a half, I love her and I'm thankful for her every day.