My daughter Lilli always has a saucy grin. Her warm latte colored skin is set off by her striking dark bob. Her bangs graze her eyebrows. Her symmetrical cheekbones will be stunning when she’s older; they peek out when I scrape her hair back into a ballet bun. She is still growing into her teeth, banded by a metal expander. Her expressive eyes by turns fiery, mischievous, furious, and sad, sometimes within an hour. I love her best when she is laughing, her smile broad and toothy, her hazel eyes sparkling, one perfect beauty mark and her heart shaped chin.