my little girl can be sweeter (and badder) oftener than anyone else in the world. she can jitter around, and stomp, and make funny noises that frazzle my nerves yet just when I open your mouth she stands there demure with that special look in her eyes. She is Innocence playing in the mud, Beauty standing on its head, and Motherhood dragging a doll by the foot... I adore her!
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