I ended up luring her with a broken Cinderella phone (you can see me hand it to Leta at the end and she’s all, “Marlo who? Daddy, It’s not working!”), and you might want turn down your speakers, I get a little giddy.
So thankful my two oldest nieces could be there with us to witness this as well. It’s like we were watching the Super Bowl.
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