Surprised

Lyla's a baller.

We had to rename the "Happy/Mad" game; now it's "Happy/Mad/Surprised." Whenever she gets mad in the car about something cracker-related, I say "Lyla, art thou mad?" and she immediately stops crying and says "Hah-peh!" and makes a goofy face. Then she does the surprised face without provocation, and I have to remember I'm driving and should probably watch the road.

In other news, one mannerly act that Lyla hasn't mastered at daycare is staying seated at lunchtime. She'll see a shiny object somewhere and take off after it. Then, according to Lyla's teacher, the more senior members of the class shout "Lyla Lou, get back here!"


Where the "Lou" came from, I have no idea, but learning of Lyla's new middle name made me feel like this: