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I watched them.
And I smiled.
I studied.
And I compared.
They are definitely sisters.
Angelic.
Then I photographed.
Which woke Remi.
Then I had to take her potty.
Then we talked.
About school.
About my book.
About Charlee.
About Emma.
We talked a long time.
I realize that it was totally my fault she was awake in the first place:
The picture.
Also...I realize it was totally worth it.
Because right now, nearing the end of our 4 hour stand-off over 3 chicken nuggets, I can look at these pictures and take a deep breath. Because I know that's what she'll look like again in another 4 hours or so.
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