MJ was needing a lot of attention today. She kept saying, "Look at me." She was rolling out playdough and stamping it with cookie cutters and it was the most important thing in the world to her that I watch her every move. If I turned my head for a second, she would squeal, "Look at me Mom, Look at me." If I didn't right away she would tug on my shirt sleeve and squeal louder.
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