She can slide AND be demanding simultaneously.
She can be cuddly and alert and turn the page whenever she wants to.
She can carry her own things, thank you very much.
She can meditate about philosophical principles. Or tell you when she needs her diaper changed.
She can out sass her friends.
She can be active and naked and use this photo as a reference point in the future when she is explaining exactly how her mama and auntie and zias ruined her life.
She can skate or die, dude. (Every board is a longboard when you're 30" tall.)
She can recognize the form of electronics, while being a bit shady about the function.
She can keep it so fresh and so clean, clean.
She can demand a little effing privacy, already, please.
Muuuuuuuuuch better.
Exciting news... Veronica got her first official haircut on July 3. Did it up as a special occasion (Team Gore is really good with special occasions), and mama got to keep a lock. Pictures soon, but I'll tell you this: Suri ain't got nothin' on this child!
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