|Here she is, pretending adorable innocence.|
Except it has become a game, lately. She moves her feet out of the way, dances, and generally wiggles.
Today was different.
Today my daughter proved she's an evil baby genius.
I had finished changing her, got her pants out, and said "Pants!"
She squirmed her feet out of the way, looked me dead in the eyes and responded "Say please."
I was more than a little startled. As I hesitated she continued to wiggle and generally be a pants-less nuisance. She looked at me again, "Say please!"
So I did. "Pants, please."
She laughed and continued to squirm.
I blinked several times, wrestled her into her pants, and we will never talk of this incident again.
|Here she is, telling her monkey minion how daddy's a sucker.|