Alyson always seems like she is such a little grown up. She's already helping me cook, clean and do laundry. When she tries to talk, it sounds like sentences "there's the ball" "look- it's Daddy" etc. And her attitude... don't get me started on that... it's like living with a teenager sometimes. But despite her attempt to be grown up and outsmart us, I still get glimpses of my baby girl. Like on this day, when all she wanted was her pacifier and Daddy bear ( The build a bear that her dad made her the weekend before she as born)
"Oh you must of been a beautiful baby... You must of been a wonderful child"
Alyson always seems like she is such a little grown up. She's already helping me cook, clean and do laundry. When she tries to talk, it sounds like sentences "there's the ball" "look- it's Daddy" etc. And her attitude... don't get me started on that... it's like living with a teenager sometimes. But despite her attempt to be grown up and outsmart us, I still get glimpses of my baby girl. Like on this day, when all she wanted was her pacifier and Daddy bear ( The build a bear that her dad made her the weekend before she as born)
"Oh you must of been a beautiful baby... You must of been a wonderful child"
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