Sweet little monkey girl - i thought we had a deal... You'd keep your chicklet teeth forever & in return i'd let it slide that you still sneak into bed with dad & i almost every night.
Looks like you didn't keep your end of the bargain.
Baby girl, - i find myself fighting the urge to try to keep you tiny.
Another little milestone passed - another rite of passage in your journey through childhood. You are loved and cherished, Molls.