Lyla's forehead is no longer goose-eggy. There were no falling incidents today, so we can rest assured that she's not experiencing some sort of perpetual vertigo. It's funny how I always zoom to the worst possible scenario, such as assuming that a day with multiple falls could be a sign of perpetual vertigo.
In unrelated news, Lyla can say the name Emma (there's at least one Emma at daycare), so Lyla thinks every baby in the world is named Emma. Lyla also has a teacher named Amy who she calls Mamie.
And in news unrelated to the previous unrelated news, Lyla is developing a mealtime attitude. I know this will be hard to believe given that she's such an accommodating young lady, but when Lyla doesn't want something on her tray, whether it's food or a sippy cup of milk, she shoves it to the floor dismissively, like Meryl Streep's character in The Devil Wears Prada. Then she says "Uh oh" all innocent-like. It's hilarious.
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