The one word I find myself using repeatedly to describe Macy is "precious." She just is. There is no way around it. There is not one thing unpleasant about her disposition. She is simply happy.
If we leave her sitting by herself somewhere we hear happy grunts and giggles and sounds from wherever we are in the house.
She spends 20-30 minutes happily gnawing on a turnip "stick" all by herself at the table.
And long periods of time happily sitting on the floor with a toy, watching her big sister flutter about.
She presses her face against ours in an act of affection.
She wraps her arms around us, snuggles her face into our neck, and just stays there.
She leans into our face and gives long, slobbery kisses.
And that face!!
Could it be described as anything but precious?
It just doesn't get old seeing her face light up when I merely glance in her direction. And even if the expression is not a cheesy grin, it's still...precious.
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She's beautiful!
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