After another perfect beach day, we're back in the hotel room cleaning up for dinner. Lyla is in the playpen making noise instead of napping. "Mama! Lyla! Max! Ava! Daisy!" She's practicing a voice that's dramatic and loud and chesty, sort of like what Mike Myers sounds like when one of his characters raises his voice in mock outrage.
Earlier she hung out with Mama on the beach.
I'm not sure what they're talking about in that picture. Probably snacks.
Then she hung out with Auntie Lori in the water.
And then there was a napping miracle.
So that's why she's not sleeping now. She just moved on to the ABCs.
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