Fatima, 3, is a part of a bigger story I'm working on with Kique. She tests my patience, but is too funny to not pay attention to sometimes. Like when she pulls her mom's old, broken cell phone out of her pocket and imitates the exasperated conversations she's seen the adults around her have. She whispers and sighs her way through a string of random Spanish interjections. "Pero...pues...mira..."
I hope I get this one right.
I hope I get this one right.
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I love the narratives that accompany the photos you post, my little storyteller.
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