Michaela has reached that wonderful age when a jolly guy in a red suit is just another stranger. When we tried to get her to take a picture with Santa, she ended up in tears - one of many childhood traumas for which she'll probably need therapy. Tonight, we read/sang "The Wheels on the Bus" endless times as she fell asleep.
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| Mmmmm....frosting. | Get this hat off! |
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| This is as close as I get to the guy in the red suit. | I want to come in too. |
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| Let's go over here to eat. | I'm not staying in if there's no water. |
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| I'm overwhelmed by all the books here. | I love running around outside the library, even at night! |