The littlest one at this house is growing up.
No doubt about it - time is flying.
She's the happiest little cherub,
but she's starting to show me that she's got a mind of her own.
Remember how I just dropped a ten dollar bill on 20 jars of baby food?
I should have just taken myself out to dinner instead.
She wants to karate chop me in the face if I try to put that crud in her mouth.
She's all about the real stuff.
Give it to her straight, that's what she says.
And just for fun - take a little peek in her right sleeve.
She's saving that one for later.
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