Today I have not one, but four girls.  My three nieces are spending the afternoon and the night.  My daughter is stuck in the middle of two brothers who make her crazy on a regular basis.  When her three chick cousins, one older and two younger, come over she is thrilled beyond words.  When I watch them all together, listening to their silly conversations and changing their clothes for the umpteenth time it almost makes me wish Ella had the sister  she wants to call her own.  Not that I think for a minute I could handle another girl in our house, because I know I can't !  My daughter is a delight but has a devilish streak in her.  She gives me a run for my money most days.  Keeping up with keeps me on my toes for certain.  But when you are a little girl (eleven is still little, right ?), there is something so special about having other girls in the house.  Mom will do when noone else is around, but the happiness these girls get from just being together is an absolute pleasure to watch.  And when I hear the littlest one, just four years old, laughing madly at something the older girls have said or done, it does my heart good.  Ella may not have a sister, but I do.  And she gave Ella the next best thing.  Three delightful cousins to giggle with.