I asked Lyla to clean up her puzzles. All 10 she just had to bring to Gramma's house over the weekend and so all the pieces were in a bag. I laid them out for her and said she could have a sticker after she's done doing all the puzzles.
Five minutes later, she appears with her princess shoes on brushing her hair.
I'm torn.
She is either:
A: A true girly girl (God help me...)
or
B: Unable to focus or multitask on one project like her father (I think this would be worse...)
or
C: She's just 2 and feels princess shoes and a brush are a priority.
Whatever it is, it's too cute for me to be upset!
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