Rejected

Lyla was saying, "Tu-tu, are you?" I think she wanted someone to rescue her from her green beans.

We tried to get her to recreate the moment on video but were unsuccessful. "Lyla, where's Tulip? Where is she? Can you ask where Tulip is?"

Lyla bent over the highchair and pointed at Tulip. "There."

Then she requested a picture with Mama. Just to warn you, the next one is gratuitously cute.


"Dada's turn," I announced. Lyla responded enthusiastically.


Lyla is like the pretty girl in middle school who was all nice and talked to you when no one was around but then rejected you as soon as someone cooler was in the room. I'll take her to the zoo tomorrow anyway.