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I’ve recently enrolled a new Little into daycare. She’s just a tiny thing who smiles with her whole face and earns her naps through sheer dedication to the rolling over cause.

Littles everywhere would be proud of how hard this Little is working to conquer life.

There’s just one teeny, tiny thing that worries me. While she’s grinning at me and being all sweet and angelic, her hands are saying the opposite. She’s got tiny evil hands. She makes a fist and rubs her other hand over it and then trades off.

Like she’s plotting to take over the world and I’m the first target.

If she starts looking at hairless cats on the internet, I am out of here.

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