Lyla's head creates elaborate scenarios. For thirty minutes this afternoon she walked around and ate imaginary food out of that cup. I found myself getting curious about what was in there. "Lyla, can you feed some to Dada?"
"No no," she said while shaking her head.
"Oh yeah? Well saying no twice while shaking your head is sooo redundant."
"Nice comeback, Dad." Okay, that part was an elaborate scenario in my head.
But look. Even Tulip got in on the action.
Whatever. I bet it was nasty anyway, like breast-milk pudding or something.
omg that is so cute! ive never seen her acknowledge the dogs except to flinch when their tails whap in her face awwww
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