Sydney did a fast break on the scooter this morning so she could pick a flower for daddy! Amazingly it made it home and in one piece for a picture.
"Flower!"
She is not disgusted by the flower, just smelling it. Of course her version of smelling these days is sort of a pig snort.
The flower enjoyed a nice transformer book before retiring to who knows where in the house.
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