So while Lyla was getting her picture taken, my mother was running all over the mall with Jam. He was laughing and giggling and running all sorts of places where he was not supposed to be.
Then he turned around the corner and saw that Lyla was getting her picture taken and he was not and he broke down. There are few things he loves more than getting his picture taken.
It was difficult to get too many good pictures of my sweet Lyla because she hasn't been sitting up for very long yet and every time the photographer would make her laugh, she would throw her head back grinning and fall over.
She even showed off her cute little teeth.
I think she is turning blonde... Someone even asked us the other day if we got her hair highlighted.