OH give me strength.....

If you don't know Charlee.
Here is a story that will describe her perfectly.
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Charlee and I got home from running arrons and she had a hand full of candy she brought into the house.
we walked into the kitchen to eat dinner.....and she throws the candy all over the floor.
Mike asked her to pick them up.
she stood there.
He asked again.
She stood there with not a ounce of reaction.
Charlee? please pick those up so we can eat dinner.
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nothing.
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Mike sits down in the kitchen floor with his hand open.
please charlee, put that candy in my hand.
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nothing.
won't even look up.
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{insert cricket sounds here}
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{Me giggleing under my breath as I dished up dinner}
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Charlee? we can't eat dinner.
you need to clean up the candy.
now charlee!!
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Nothing.......
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THEN, she slowly....{ever soooooo slowly}
slides her foot towards the candy...and picks it up with her toes....
and drops the piece of candy, piece by piece into mikes hand, of WHICH he had to lower so she could drop them in.
{talk about talent}
VERY SLOW....remember!!!
Not a WORD out of her mouth.
not ONE reaction.
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then, just as happy as ever, hops up to eat spaghetti.
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I posted a few memories of NAUGHTY-ness from her.
what would our home be with out her. :)