She probably makes my life the most complicated and the most fun right now.
The birthday crown. Everyone was supposed to have their own. With a button sewn on for each year. I finally just decided everyone got the same crown, only Olivia's name was the only one that ever got sewn on and apparently she is only 4 years old. I doubt this will be one of those things that scars them. But it does annoy me sometimes.
You could probably sing Happy Birthday to her right now, two months later, and get the same look.
Serve you.
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