So this morning I was getting ready and Brent yelled for me to run into the dining room "QUICK!". I HATE it when he does that because I expect Lilli to be a)choking, b)having a fever, or c) both a & b. But this is what he wanted me to see:
We celebrated Brent's mom's birthday on Saturday and had some leftover cake. Brent was enjoying a piece for breakfast (of champions...) and Lilli thought it looked much better than her fruit and cereal. (Can you blame her?) So she was just sitting there staring at him, pointing at the cake and waiting for her own piece.How about you get that cake closer to my tongue???Sweet success! Can't imagine why she was so social and wound-up in church???
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