I am growing up so fast. I have my own little opinion about everything these days and I'm not afraid to tell you about it either (although good luck trying to understand me).
Mom and Dad only catch about half of what I say...which makes me very frustrated!!
Here I am wearing a hat Mom found in my drawer. She can't remember who gave it to me. It's really soft, made out of polar fleece. I wore this hat for an entire day straight. The easiest way for me to put it on is backwards.
Here is one of my famous "teenager" looks. Mom is starting to think I have an attitude. I don't know who I would get that from.
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