The Prettiest Flower of them All

Goodness, Stella. Weren't you just a baby? Scooting all of the floor on your belly with your lovely head held high? And now, look at you. Just look...

When you came in the other day with your foster mama to enjoy our Children's Day festivities, it was only a matter of time before you found the flowers. There's so much beauty inside of you, and you seem to have a genuine appreciation for pretty things. Like the yellow and black pansies.

 

Of course, we all think that you're ten times more lovely than any flower could be. But that might be because we're biased. We love you so.

Then again... your beauty is practically an established fact.

Wouldn't you agree, everybody?