Tempess, Tempess, Tempess, Tové

A few nights ago, Tové and I were sitting on the couch when she started crawling to the edge. She pulled herself up and started leaning over trying to grab stuff from the table. I let her assert her independence for 0.2 seconds before….




Still nothing.


Is this girl ignoring…oooooohhhhhh wait.


She turned, flashed her biggest “I’m the boss” smile and crawled over to me.

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