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she loves her brother. i know she does. but i didnt just take this picture because they looked so cute playing together. there is a story behind it. now i remind myself daily, okay probably more like ten times a day, that she is only two. this morning i was trying to get them ready for the gym. maggie was being her typical self and running around doing everything but what i wanted her too. i was getting jacks jacket on him when she walked on over and placed his hand in her mouth. i knew what was next... do not bite! i say with authority, she put his hand down and then picked it right up again, looks at me with those sweet baby blues and asks "bite?" REALLY? what kind of kid asks for permission to bite her brother? but the kicker is that when i tell her no she didnt even pause for a second and says, hit?