My baby sister wandered into the bathroom and climbed onto the toilet to watch me brush my teeth. After quickly losing interest, she clamored down to examine the bathroom scale. Andrew, who was sitting on the edge of the tub, brushing his own teeth, showed her how to step on and read the numbers.
My heart melted into a puddle on the floor when her weight was announced:
"Twenty-nine pounds."
holy cuteness.
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