It's been a tough and interesting few weeks, and I am continually grateful for the wee one and her funny / frustrating / fabulous antics to take over our focus.
If you really know my sweet-faced little kiddo, you know that beneath the silly jokes and kitten alter-ego there is a streak of ferocious. For example, this week she has both been complimented on how well spoken she is ("delightful") and she has struck fear into our panga (machete)-wielding gardener.
She's either melting you with sweetness or making you want to run the other way, that's our girl.
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