It's been a week since Sansa had taken her shot. She is well into her little space since then and hasn't come out of it. I am so happy and proud to be her daddy. I love my princess. I adore her big brown eyes that light up every time she asks me to take her to the garden or watch tangled. She is well settled in her life. I am too. I love being around her and taking care of her. She is really well behaved mostly and I haven't had to spank or punish my baby girl otherwise that the last time she was spanked. Today is going to be a different story altogether. She is being really cranky and difficult ever since I had told her in the morning that she was due for her shots in the afternoon. It was my fault. How can I ever expect to convince a three-year-old to get her shots? Yes. Sansa's li