THIS is what greeted me this morning when I opened Tink's door. She was already up and...well, I'm not really sure what she was doing. Maybe practicing her diva-ish ways? She kept the sunglasses on through breakfast and was extremely crabby and demanding. But I think it was an act because right after breakfast she was her normal, bubbly self.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
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