"I took a picture of you guys being gross," chirped my sassy teen. I turned around to face Abby, and asked her to send me said pic. After a few seconds of cajoling (and a few threats of withheld allowance), she finally acquiesced. And this is what she sent my way:
Just a hug in the kitchen from a few minutes earlier that she stealthily snapped from the family room.
Gross? Certainly not. But definitely a keeper. Sneaky kid for the win.
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