i feel pretty...

it took awhile for lyla to warm up to her christmas dress, but by the time church was over tonight she felt "pretty" (she told me so) and enjoyed running around the foyer in her "pretty cope" and "pretty dresh" petting the "moose" decorations (they were actually deer). livie was livie and smiled, slept and pooped her excitement over her new dress. (except for the last few minutes in the nursery...there is just something about having your baby calm down the minute she's in your arms that does your heart good, until you look over and see the frazzled nursery worker. oops.)

so sweet lyla, mama is going to show you off and tell you how pretty i think you and livie are in your dreshes and cope too:).