Today Kyrie has been making messes wherever she goes. One of those messes was a pickle jar spill — it was a HUGE pickle jar. I said, in an exasperated tone, “Honey…” and she smiled at me with the cutest and sweetest of smiles, squinting her little eyes, and said, “Unnnnny!” And then I had to shower her in kisses. She was quickly forgiven.
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