One morning, I just wanted a cute picture of Mila's face.
Instead, here was the conversation.
uhh, take a picture of my butt.
and my toes
and . . . .
(really, this one is to show Booda's disdane)
uuhhhh . . . . .
my hand!
and my belly.
Mom: okay, can I take a picture of your smile now?
Mila: sure!
Mom: seriously? You are a stink.
Mom: okay, one more time?
Willful little pixie!
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