So I have one daughter and she is smack dab in the middle of this crazy family, a brother on either side of her, poor thing. She is my little chick and I would be lost without her. When the Wild One was little, we called her the baby whisperer. Honestly, at 5 she could get her 2 year old brother to stop climbing the walls or running down the street naked. She was amazing and the baby and I both cried when she left us for Kindergarten. So she is now officially a “tween” but to me, she will always be my baby girl.