You've been "my daughter" since you could sort laundry at eleven months old.
(Mommy LOVES doing laundry.)
And now at three, you cant pass up an item at the store that is in the wrong place. Here, at JC Penney, looking for something for new baby Emma, you did NOT like that the shirts were not all neatly piled. And you had to fix it. ;)
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