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"See? If you shade this like this, the colors blend in and it will look all the more gorgeous." Anika said as she gave the paintbrush back to her daughter.
"Mommy, I can never paint like you." Ava pouted as she put the brush back in the cup of water. "You draw so good!"
"Baby, why would you say that?" Anika mirrored her pout. "You are only three and you already draw so good. When Mommy was your age, I couldn't even properly hold the brush."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah babe, you are already an artist!" Anika laughed and then patted her own head. "I mean, of course, you are my daughter after all!"
Ava laughed and jumped into her mother's arms who hugged her tight. "I missed you so much my little cupcake!"
"I missed you more." She grinned returning the hug. "Ca
