Hannah is really into style. She thought my hair was a little flat and needed some pizazz, so she took it upon herself to fluff it up a bit. I can just see us in 12 years. She's critiquing my outfit and trying to get me to wear something totally not my style. Boy, is this what I have to look forward to? Mommy, Daddy, I think I'll need a brother.
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