Let me tell ya a little something about my Bella Rose.
She is perfect.
In every way.
From her head, to her nose, from her fingers to her toes. In tantrums, in play, in kisses, in smiles and hugs, stink-eyes, grumpiness, laughter, tears, in dance, in dreams, in anger or naughtiness, in tricks, in giggles, in messes, in cuddles and eskimo kisses and butterfly kisses, in singing, biting or kicking, excitement and joy, in her dainty little expressions, in talking or snuggling or loving.
No matter what she is doing, good or bad, happy or sad, I wouldn't change a single thing about her.
She is perfect.
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