So if you don't know us well the sarcasm in this post's title is lost on you.
I had a nice long lunch with my little lady the other day, while her big brother and little sister took mega naps. I served her turkey slices rolled around strips of cheese and a banana. We played with the elastic holly-and-berries decoration that came on a gift. I marveled at how different she is when she's the only child... not better or worse, just different (when she has 100% of the attention). And I took no less than 100 pictures of her sweet face, because the girl. has. got. personality.
Modeling the decoration.
(I have no idea where she got the idea from...)
*trying to rid her banana of those stringy-things along the peel
*sneaking a look
*inspecting (using a toy wrench as a microscope)
*having a sweet little talk with her mom
I love this girl.