I found you slurping down milk with a cheerio in your hair this week. It probably gave me one of the biggest and best laughs of the week. You're such a little imp, running around on your short little chubby legs wreaking havoc. But I guess I don't mind so much, not all the time at least, your red hair and heart-melting grin have saved your life too many times to count. Even when there was milk everywhere (the table, the chair, your shirt, the carpet) I couldn't get entirely mad at you because of how proud of yourself you were... that and I thought ahead when covering the chairs this last time and added a layer of plastic for easy cleanup. We're both learning.
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