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Flying to Boston.

She’s in that phase where I am not allowed to help her do anything, because she wants to do it herself.

So I demonstrate how to put on the seatbelt. She watches, then attempts to do hers.

Not grasping the concept yet she flips her hands in the air exasperated and says “What the fuck!?

Yep, that was her first full sentence. Awkward.

Now I know what she gets up to while I’m sleeping. Stealing my headphones.

“what do these ear-widgets do?”
“aaah, noisy!!”

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