“Daddy! Daddy!” gigged you and Sebastian’s daughter, Hazel. She’s a total daddy’s girl, practically a mini version of him- right down to every last freckle. She was 4 years old. Sebastian was just in the door home from work. “Hey there little vixen!” laughed your husband, scooping Hazel into his arms, calling her a ‘vixen’ because she was sly and mischievous as a fox.