This kid.

Oh geez.

I think she has an addictive personality.

You know that sort of thing where you can’t get your Uncle Willie away from the slot machines?

He just sits and sits with his cup o’quarters and his belly hangin’ out from underneath his 1978 Lynyrd Skynyrd t-shirt?

He only gets up to run out for a puff on his Camel Lights?

Yes. That’s Caroline.

Except she wears a pink dance leotard and holds a bowl of Goldfish crackers.

Only taking a break for a sip from her cup o’orange juice.

Momma wants her iPad back.