Also Lila's being a punk and a half (temper tantrums, pinching, hitting, general floppiness) and I'm not so happy about saying bye-bye to my sweet infant angel who could do no wrong because she couldn't talk or move really. Now that she's talking (a lot) and moving (a whole lot - like, nonstop) there's no tellin' what shenanigans she'll get into. This mama does not get a moment of respite. Also, she and the doggy are in cahoots.
|here they are, plotting some sort of destruction under the table|
|this is their most common scheme:|
lila feeds her unwanted food to our scavenger of a dog
|i tried to get her to snuggle me on the couch, but nooooo. she wanted to sit (with her back to me, I might add) next to |
the doggy (who is looking very smug, i might also add). and while i'm adding things, please notice the toys on the furniture - an attempt to prevent a repeat performance of couch vomit while we are out of the house