She was a tiny thing with a mess of dark brown curly hair.
Thor wrinkled his nose as he looked at the tiny baby wrapped in blankets in his mother's arms, "She smells…..horrible."
"All babies smell at one time or another, my sons." Frigga laughed softly as she gently rocked the child.
"Did I smell like her?" Loki asked as he stepped closer to better look at the tiny baby.
"Yes." Frigga answered.
"Are we going to keep her?" Loki asked, he was so curious and often filled with questions.
"Yes, we are. We are going to be her family now." Frigga explained to her sons.
Thor scoffed, "I am not sharing my toys with a GIRL!"
Frigga laughed again, "Dear Thor, she is too young for your toys now."
Loki touched the baby's hand softly. Smiling as she curled her tiny hand around his small finger, "Hey, look, she likes me!" He squealed.