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Even a pineapple can't obstruct Iris's reach for the camera.
Now we see why our neighbor refers to her simply as The Cheek.
Giving the undercarriage a bit of a how's-your-father.
Dad's glasses, cell phone and computer -- no one will recognize me in my uncanny disguise.
A sunny read with Mom.
You might see a yogurty mess. Iris's ecstatic parents see signs that maybe, one glorious day in the future, she might actually feed herself.
The sun is brutal in our kitchen.