Naima is one of the brightest little spirits that I know. I love her little rosebud lips and her gray-blue eyes. She thoroughly enjoyed plucking the blooms off her grandma’s daffodils, even though we told her not to. She kept on sticking the bubble wand in her mouth even when she realized how incredibly bad it tasted. You just can’t stop Naima. Honestly, who would want to?
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