Sally. She was the easy one. Entertained herself. Didn’t complain much. Now she’s two and man oh man, she is tough! She says no to everything, even when she means yes. She wants a lot of attention, always saying “Mommy, mommy Wook!” Or “Zua Zua, wook” and we’ll look and she’ll just make a silly face or something. When we say no to her, she (fake) cries forever. She gets mad and hits, or throws things. She has a pout face to die for. She was the easy one. Was.