You would think that the most difficult thing a baby could do was to be born. You would be wrong...at least in Cassandra's case. After being born, she simply looked around at us like we were the freak show. It was only later, when the mean nurses starting cleaning her, that she began to make noise. I should have see the signs then.
Cassandra is very frequently mad with us. Every time we change her diaper or when we give her a bath, she lets us know that our treatment of her is undignified and unacceptable for the future Empress. She cries with her entire body. Her face, body and limbs turn red, except her knuckles. Those, including the joints on her feet, turn white. At one point, Janice told me to hurry up with the diaper change because Cassandra was starting to hurt her ears. I can't wait until she is a teenager. God help us!
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