Zsofia walked from White Dog down the hall to the bedroom crying, "Momma! Pearl is laughing at me!" I cuddled my Itty Bitty Baby Girl. "Are you sure she is not laughing at something funny she saw...or maybe she was laughing WITH you? " Zso buried her head against my chest.
Steve came in and showed us this:
He filled in the details. "Maybe she was giggling watching you trying to get that sticker from my apple off of your tongue...a sticker that you would not have had stuck if you only had waited for me to finish cutting your piece."
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