My daughter is a monster

At least that’s what she tells me.

I am being a monster!  She growls.

Raaaar!

Cute.  Until I spend two hours appeasing her brother and he finally drops off and she decides she is going to be a monster right in his face.

Raaaaaaar!

Sometimes, I think she really is a monster.

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