Child | Zella, age 2

I love two year olds. Love them. They are wild, free, unrestrained by political correctness or society’s arbitrary social customs. They are dictated by mood and circumstance. Zella is the best of all things TWO. She is beautiful. She laughs with her whole self. She loves dirt. She runs with abandon. She squeals when tickled. She looks at her momma like her mom hangs the moon.

She is joy, this child.