Babies: 9 - 12 Months

Dearst Whiny Daisy

I thought we were friends. I thought we were going to go to happy hour and braid each other's hair and go to Nelson concerts together and have pillow fights. Why have you betrayed me?

Love, your frenemy,

So Delish.

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