Lilly is Lilo.

Misunderstood.
Loves her friends.
Violent.
Weird.

That's my daughter.
She loves people "too rough", but she loves them.
Can you understand what I'm saying?

Here's a clip.
It's awful and from youtube, but it's a movie we've been watching lately, and I can't help but think of Lilly as Lilo. Sweet, misunderstood, a little weird and adorable.
Imagination is everything, and I'm glad she's getting a good one.