Built exactly like her father, this is Carly, supervising Bree's swim class. She's almost seven, living somewhere on in the continuum between little girl and big girl. She's not in the 'tween zone yet, but I can see shadows of it...I mean, honestly, she asked for a live unicorn and a Justin Beiber CD for her upcoming birthday.
(Please nobody buy her the Biebs. I couldn't take "Baby, Baby, Baby" on permanent repeat.)