Zoja comes downstairs dressed for the day, wearing a huge grin on her face along with the pink pants and baby dress-turned-toddler-shirt she's picked out for the day.
"Hi, Zoja!" I say, "What are you doing?"
"Oh," she says with a shrug of her shoulders, " just...being happy!"
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