Brielle is a mini-Michael. She looks like him, she has his temperment, she freaks out over the same things. The other day she spilled about a tablespoon of water on her shirt and lost it. She was sooooo upset. "Take it off! Take it off!" This bordered on hysteria. I looked at her and said, "Okay, Michael". She calmly gave me a puzzled look and said "Michael isn't here."
At least it calmed her down :-)
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