Leila is a merry little soul. She has recently started throwing her head back in gay abandon when something piques her droll sense of humour.
She crawls quite fast but idiosyncratically, with only one knee on the floor, and the other bent to the side as if wounded. She climbs steps, cautiously, but does not attempt to descend them.
She loves baby dolls, and can sing herself to sleep in the carseat.
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