This morning, when I told Danielle that I believe Claire’s newfound love for spitting affectionately in our faces was the cause of our current disease, she said "She’s like a tiny evil villain." And then she said "And she slept all night in her crib and only ate once." So, I’m not really sure which comment to take at face value.
But, I can say this. Tiny Evil Villains will be the name of my next band.
That’s definitely a Tiny Evil Villain hat.