Yesterday she wore crazy socks. (Actually they were Baby Legs, but nobody knew except the two of us.) Today is crazy hair day.
The kid is crazy. REALLY crazy.
Okay, maybe not. She's pretty modest. This is all she would let me do.
I'm okay with that. It's different. She's stepping out of her confort zone just a little. To her it's crazy. That's enough. I'll let her be that crazy. And we'll do our best to keep her away from drugs. I promise. Red ribbons or not.
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