I'm a little charmer. You see, I just love to smile...especially if Mommy is near. I've formed a close bond with her, so close that I refuse to be happy anywhere but with her. I like to think we're inseperable. I want her to know how much I love her. But it seems sometimes she tries to get away from me. Mommy, don't you remember, we're inseperable? Since my vocabulary is still developing, I either follow her around saying "Mama." I think that's what she wants me to call her. She says it a lot. Or, if she gets away from me too fast and I can't keep up, I just let out a blood curdling scream that will pierce through anyone's ears. . .and Mommy's heart hopefully. Then, I sob uncontrollably. Hey, I want her to know how important it is we stay together. Eventually, she'll come back to me. And as soon as she does, my shinanigans stop. Yep, that's how it works around here lately. She can't resist me.
3 hours ago