My baby girl, the Yakuza..

My other half was away to settle his son into college and my little one slept on our bed with me.
Looking at her peaceful sleeping form, she look like an angel and she smells like one too. But, when she awakes, all hell breaks loose.. She can be such a spoilt brat at times, thus earning her a new nickname from her doting dad and me, "Yakuza"
Well, at least that is how she is when with her siblings or her parents. Adorable and knows she can get away with things as all of us give in to her whims most of the time, (except maybe for her siblings, who give in under duress because of our warnings that she is just small kid)
She demands as if it is her right like the lioness she was born as (she's a LEO) and she is veritably hyperactive and loves mess like the Monkey which year she was born under. She demands attention.
She asks for things I won't give and she would then accuse me of not wanting to give her anything she wants, but the fact is she is among the most spoilt of all our children, being a 'second chance' to both her dad and me (we both lost moments of our older children's lives as they grew up away from us).
Sometimes I get so damn mad at her, but then I can't stay that way for long. She just knows how to melt my heart when I get too mad. And she knows how to comfort when I am feeling sad. She is and will always be my treasure. I love her so..
Wake up my little angel.. It's morning...mummy has to go to work and you have to get ready to go to school...
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