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@eliza--malik
Olaf is the best, Do you like warm hugs ?
Warm hugs are also the bestest!
"Hi, I am Calum and i like warm hugs.. Yes i just watched Frozen. Don’t judge me.:"
"I wuv frozen so so much! Olaf is the cutest of them all!"
"Fifty shades of grey" is considered a romantic story only because the guy is a billionare. If he was living in a trailer or in a shack somewhere in the woods it would be an episode of "Criminal minds".
Fiwty shades?! That's too much grey, sparkles and pinks forever.
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Lauren started laughing as the little girl started singing. She looked way too adorable as she tried to sing the lyrics all correct. ”You’re so good baby girl! I didn’t knew you could sing like that. Maybe we should be sixth harmony instead of fifth,” Lauren smiled proudly.
She looks at her mom for a minute before scrunching up her nose and giggling. "No ways! Being on stages would be weely scary." She shook her head, but continued to sing. "My inoocess is wear thin but my heart still growing strong. Call me! Call me! Call me! Miiiiiiiiiiiss mooooooovin on!"
"That’s such a good question. I actually really like them both, so it’s hard to choose." She said with a bright smile and shrugged shoulders, looking down at the little girl. "I think I might like the first one just a little bit better, though. It’s so catchy, you know? The underwear part doesn’t float my boat very much, but it’s still such an amazing song. What about you, El? Which one do you like more?"
"I don't likes the underwear part either, why not somefing else? Momma said they bad songs. I like the first one better but they are boths good! Momma said you didn't have a boyfriend but you do right?"
"That’s a good idea. You’re a smart cookie, Eliza." She said smiling back at the girl, "That’s Mikey, he’s my friend and he’s really nice. He knows you mommy and daddy too, I’m sure you’ll get to meet him soon."
"I'm not thats smart. Just a wittle bit." She smiles brightly. "His hair is always different. I wants cool colored hair."
”Alright Missy,” Lauren smiled at her daughter. She walked over to the her phone and connected it with the speakers, not too loud of course. She pressed on the song that Eliza suggested. As she pressed so, Camila’s voice came out of the speakers. ”I’m breakin’ down, gonna start from scratch,” Lauren sings along. ”C’mon baby girl!”
She giggled "Shake it off like a etchie sketch. My wips are saying bye bye, my eyes are all dry." She was trying really hard to get all the words right.
"I like it too, except for the underwear part." She said smiling softly at her niece, "The group that sings that song is called 5 seconds of summer." She told her.
"Well maybe we can turns that part into something else, like dress or shoes?" She smiled. "I like them, the one with the cool hair is my favworite."
It’s okay baby girl, you didn’t knew it. But now you do. Yes! Let’s listen and sing to Miss Movin On’!
"Okay, I will starts!" She claps her hands. "Go put it on! Please!"
”Those aren’t songs that little girls are suppose to listen, Liza,” Lauren explained. ”What about I turn up some Fifth Harmony songs?”
"Oh, I'm sorry momma! I didn't knows." Her face brightens and she nods "Miiiiiiiss moooooving on!"
”Aunt Camila doesn’t have a boyfriend, but I know who you mean,” Lauren said. ”They are, but you can’t listen to those songs,” Lauren shook her head. ”We can listen to some other songs if you want though?” she suggested.
Eliza looked at her mother with a bewildered expression. "Yeah huh, he plays geetar!" She pouts, looking up at her. "Are they bad songs?"
Liana smiled down at the little girl, crouching down next to her. “Well, I like both to be honest, but I think I’ll have to pick the first one.” she said, looking at her. “Which one do you like more?”
"The first one is better, because the second one makes no senses."
"Eliza — baby girl. Where did you listen to those songs?"
"I hear them on the radio." She shrugged. "I like the first one."
"And why are you listening to that sort of music? Who let you listen?" Lauren wad way too confused because she never let Eliza listen to that kind of songs.
"Auntie Cam's boyfriend sings them." She pouted. "They are good right? I heard them on the radio..."
"So vwich one is better the song that goes like you look so perfect standing there in my underwears or the one that goes good girls are bad girls that hasn't been caught?" She looked up at the person standing next to her like it was the most serious question in the world. "You gots to be honest kay?"
”Aweh baby girl,” Lauren almost melted as the younger girl pecked her nose. She smiled and lay her head also down her own pillow and watched Ezra sleeping for a second, then she looked back up at Eliza. ”How’s your hand?” she asked and looked down her hand. ”I think it had enough ice and the cloth is cold enough so you can just keep the cloth. We’ll put some creme on it after a hour, okay?” she said, grabbing the cloth and pulling out the ice. She put it down her nightstand that was next to her bed, not caring about the fact it will melt. She gently put down the wet cloth on her hand. ”You’re such a big girl,” Lauren smiled proudly at her.
Some little girls wanted to get older and become more independent, but Eliza was deadset on staying little for as long as she could. Looking down at her hand, she shrugged a bit. "Still hurts kinda." Then she looks back at her mommy with a pout. "But I don't want to be big, when I'm big you wont's love me as much."
Yes, but it’s also very messy.
"That's only if you throw it or somefing."