Dear Emilia,
This evening you sprang your stylish counting moves on us. You pointed at various (out of order) fingers (and knuckles) on Daddy's hand and said:
"Two, faw-uh, fiiii, siii, se-en, ayyy, den, wow!"
Then you started over, only this time the numbers were in a completely different order.
Oh, but you are a wonder!
Love,
Mom
PS Why did you throw yourself on the floor and sob when Mary came over? Why don't you like Mary? Aieee.
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