This is Sasha who still wants her pacifier.
This is Sasha who asked me if I were blind when I asked her where my stuffs are.
This is Sasha who would sulk when you don't give her what she wanted.
This is Sasha who pisses the shit out of you when she couldn’t stop crying.
This is Sasha who always has things her way.
This is Sasha who willingly gives you a back rub or massage when you are watching tv.
This is Sasha who is more than happy to help out with the house chores. (She likes using the broom very much)
This is Sasha whom we love to bits.
One day, when it’s time for her to leave us, it would feel like we are losing our arms or legs. She is a part of us, even if she is only staying here temporarily. We hope she would grow up to be a fine lady one day. *Keeping fingers crossed*