Bunny has this uncanny ability to make the funniest of faces. Drippy nose and all, I couldn't resist but give in to a request for a "fishy kiss". This girl of mine is at one moment loving and syrupy sweet, the next witty beyond her years, and at times stubborn with the conviction of Charlton Heston defending his right to bear arms. Parenting a child with such turbulent mood swings is nothing less than a full on carnival ride. But, come fall our house will be quite for the first time in seven years. Bunny will start kindergarten, a milestone of independence as she embarks on her educational quest. And while PapaMiller is concerned I may have lost my marbles, it is undeniable, I will miss the chaotic whirlwind following her from room to room. Thus, I have been busy embracing these last few days with just her at home. Only four more days of school and for The Menagerie 100 Days of Summer begins.
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