Once we got home we took some pictures of them. Pressley was very accommodating, but Lyla was less than pleased with the whole thing. Here is a picture of Lyla crying and Pressley looking like "Would you pleasssse be quiet?"
Then Lyla calmed down a bit and they were blowing spit bubbles. And here is Pressley saying "Seriously Lyla, you call that a spit bubble?!?"
Then Lyla started crying again. And here is Pressley -- I don't need to narrate her thoughts, her face speaks for its self.

So Daddy picked up Lyla to cheer her up, Pressley waited patiently

Here is Daddy with Lyla (notice David's burn from the Masters)

And here comes Lyla, back to join Pressley. Here is how it turns out:
Oh well.
1 comment:
hahaha - Pressy's faces are crackin me up!
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