Malia woke up from her nap today with an especially magnetic charm about her.
I don't even know what was specifically different from other days, but I just could not get e-n-o-u-g-h of my sweet little cuddle-bug.
Unfortunately, she rather wanted to sit on her Daddy's lap than mine...but I couldn't stop kissing her, hugging her, doting on her and photographing her.
And then Les needed to leave to go run an errand. Joelle was playing with her friend next door, so it had already been just the 3 of us. And now Les was leaving and Malia wanted to go along. Normally I'm more than happy to send one -- or both -- of the girls along with their Daddy so I can have some alone time...especially at the end of a long, tiring day. But today...I tried fighting for Malia to stay!!
I told Les he should just quickly go on his own...he'd be back much faster. But Malia wouldn't hear of it. She was determined to go. I tried convincing Malia that we would do something fun and special here at home and that Daddy would be right back -- but it was no use.
She ran to the closet and started putting on her boots.
And away they went...my hubby and my adorably-sweet daughter who I just wanted to keep with me a few minutes longer...and I'm left all alone.
At least I have "Friends" to keep me company...