Today, while Evan is at school, I was trying to have a little one on one time with Miss Libby. I was feeding her a morning snack and trying to have a meaningful conversation. At first she was cooperating. Then, I started getting this face every single time I opened my mouth:
I would feed her and get this expression:
I think she may be trying to tell me something here.
A Letter for My Mom
10 months ago
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