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One chilly winter morning, my five year-old son had come over to cuddle with me on my bed where my daughter, two-and-a-half at that time was on the other side of me nestled warm in my comfort. As he approaches me, she instantly reaches up and scratches his face like a cat.
She had always been communicative with her hands, especially with her brother. I looked at her in disbelief and playfully asked her “What kind of Monster are you?”
She answers, “I’m not a Monster, I’m a girl!”
I instantly replied with “yes, you are, a-Gremlin In Real Life” while stating the first letters of each word out loud because they make up the letters spelled in GIRL! My son chuckled and she just gave a devilish smirk.
If you have a G.I.R.L., know a G.I.R.L., are a G.I.R.L.; say what you want, however that is! Even if it gets you in a bit of trouble!
To all the mischievous, sweet & wild ones!
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