My little sister is the cutest thing ever. She will be three in a couple weeks and she is really set on being a "big girl." I've called her my baby giraffe little squish/a zillion other things for the longest time, but I now have to beg her to respond to it. She wants to be a big giraffe and big squish. Not a chance.
Totally cool though. Rebellious, dressing- them-self little girls turn out to be the cute, stylish (maybe also narcissistic) ones.
Exhibit a) me
And apparently she also thinks my camera is "magic" because it can take pictures when I'm not touching it. Whoa.
Okay. Really. How could you NOT love her? This cutie will always be my baby giraffe. Sorry kid.