I was scrambling around like a maniac making lunch and yelling at everyone to stop fighting, stay away from the counter or get in their chairs. The usual lunchtime routine. Anyhow, I finally got all the food on the table and the butts in the chairs, then sat down to eat my lunch.
Ruby was grinning at me, and I couldn’t figure out why, until I saw this:
Then in her quiet little “good girl” voice, she said, “I made a flower for you mom. That’s the vase.”
I love her.
No you cannot have her.