Mazuri saaaaaana.

Cynthia would always be chewing on random things... plastics, grass, anything she can stick in her mouth. I guess she found it playful but I just found myself yelling at her a lot to "get it out!" (haha!) Whenever I would however Cynthia would look at me with her big bright eyes and coyly bow her head and smile. Her smile is engraved in my memory and her sweet little voice still echos in my head.