Tea with the queen

The smell of Lyla's diaper pail makes me want to burn the house down and start over.

In other news, this morning I flipped Lyla's car seat to face the front.


Lyla approved of the change. Now her legs have somewhere to go, as opposed to before when every time we strapped her in, they stopped growing.

And finally, in our continuing efforts to make her prim and proper, Lyla is learning to use a spoon.






I think she's ready for tea with the queen.