since i'm not a mom, i don't have that built in "my kid is cuter/smarter/prettier than your kid and here's proof" impulse, teamed with a video camera holstered to my hip.
buuuuut, it must be somewhere hidden inside - maybe just right below the surface.
i have a handful of videos from my florida trip that i happen to find so endearing.
i know some sweet children.
i happen to be related to this one.
so humor me for 42 seconds. you'll die.
she sang this, you should know, to a very diverse audience in the waiting room of the eye doctor's office.
i could squeeze her.
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