Her Mom named her “Mean Mug”. She has the cutest constant scowl, and the most adorable distant disposition. We see her often on her morning walks with Dad and her evening stroller rides with her Mom.
We love this little bundle of joy. All 10 months of attitude and “mean mug”. I think she is highly edible. I just want to bite her little cheeks and smother her with kisses. My sister and I get immense joy in seeing her grow, and playing with her every chance we get.
Her Dad and I often talk about how we would love to know what she is thinking. She already has all of us wrapped around her little finger. Can’t wait to see her running around the neighborhood. And adding all this joy to our lives.