Lexi, we discovered that there's nothing you like better than pulling the petals off Mama's pretty flowers. And I let you because you are only this age once. You sweet thing, you. Here you are with some of our daisies. Makes me think: He loves me, He loves me not.... You must be thinking about Uncle Scrooge, and of course, HE LOVES YOU!!
And so do we, pretty girl!
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