Lilly Says

The other night, Dan had a work function so I had the kids by myself.  I did not know it at the time, but both were beginning to come down with a cold so while they weren't terrible, they also weren't in the greatest moods they've ever been in either.  It was bath time, the time of night when bed time is in sight, and I was utterly exhausted from the work week (and on that particular night, I was exhausted from my two little angels, too!).  Dan walked in to both Lilly and Craft laying on their backs squealing and kicking and splashing water EVERYWHERE and giggling at each other.  We let them play for a few minutes while we caught up on each others' days when out of nowhere, Lills abruptly stopped splashing (thank The Lord), sat straight up and said, "Oh. My. Goodness.  You guys are KILLING me tonight!"  Dan and I looked at each other and burst into a for of giggles and then he pointed to me and said, "busted!"  Touché. 

The child doesn't forget anything, ever. I need to remember that I guess!