that make me have to press my lips together & silently chant "dont laugh. don't laugh. don't laugh"
like this conversation the other day (just after she'd made her 38th bad choice of the day)
Me (quite fed up): "Lilah, make GOOD CHOICES!"
Lilah (not the least bit rattled): "It's okay mommy. Atchuawy, I decided I'm going to be a bad guy. Like the bad mommy on Tangled."
This is my daughter on her 3rd birthday this year.
I know, not the conventional snapshot, especially not posted blogs.
If you know her or you've read much about her here you'll agree it's very much captures Lilah.
I affectionately refer to her as the "Lepiane" (my maiden name) of our kids.
Boy, do I have my work cut out for me. Still, she makes me laugh just as much as she makes me want to eat carbs. Pin It