girl at large

I like to write about life when you have a job, some kids, a fixer upper and a fatal disease.

I think Viv is getting revenge for all the infant-care poking and prodding she has had to endure.

(For the record, this shot was snapped seconds before I swiped her insistent little hand away for the umpteenth time).

She’s a persistent little bugger. She also insists that our freckles can be pinched off our skin—Papa suffers that one the most.

 

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