Yesterday we attended an Easter egg hunt at Kate’s house, and both Marlo and Leta got to meet the chickens. As expected, Leta was not at all interested, but Marlo… she wanted to consume the room. We got to hold the one they named Vivien, and I had to remind Marlo a few times to be gentle. And then she would kiss the chicken on its head and say, “Huggies!”
I died.
