My Daddy

Neal had a blanket and pillow on the floor because Lola was home sick
and taking up the couch. I took a break from laundry and sat down and
hugged him across his chest. Lily decided to plop her belly in between
are faces and yell at me. It was like "My Daddy!" only she didn't say
it. She seems to get mad at us any time we hug or kiss but usually
she's trying to get me from dad, and not vice versa. it was funny.