You’re a little fierce, you know that?
You’re also unstoppable. Seriously unstoppable. Your tiny arms can toss around a bucket of toys, lift my backpack, and carry – not drag – a heavy stool across the Science Museum’s hands-on exhibit.
Because there is no way your brother gets to do all that cool stuff without you.
And you’re independent. But not spacey.
You don’t have a problem venturing out on your own knowing we’re somewhere back there, home base.
You don’t even look back that much.
Whadya got: