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[guess who's in the kitchen? This little one! There's a plate with a piece of toast on it over on the counter, half eaten... looks like something interrupted her in the middle of breakfast. Said girl in question is currently over next to an empty patch of wall, and she's holding a random box of cereal that she found, and she's using it as a measuring stick of some kind, to mark how tall she is against the wall.
When she's finally satisfied that she's holding it straight, she ducks down and slowly turns around (while being careful not to move the cereal box). There's a moment as she looks at the box, before chewing her lip and sighing. She looks a bit... disappointed? Admitting defeat she puts down the cereal box and heads back to her toast. After a moment she opens the journal]
Um... even if you have birthdays here and get older, you don't get to grow any more, do you?
[ooc: open post! Feel free to walk in on her measuring herself, or respond over the journal ♥]
When she's finally satisfied that she's holding it straight, she ducks down and slowly turns around (while being careful not to move the cereal box). There's a moment as she looks at the box, before chewing her lip and sighing. She looks a bit... disappointed? Admitting defeat she puts down the cereal box and heads back to her toast. After a moment she opens the journal]
Um... even if you have birthdays here and get older, you don't get to grow any more, do you?
[ooc: open post! Feel free to walk in on her measuring herself, or respond over the journal ♥]