wrapped

so avery and i are sitting on the couch watching sesame street. nola is sleeping and we're biding our time until she wakes up and we can go for a walk.

avery just looked at me and said "milk?"

"yeah, you can have milk. your cup is over on the table" i told her.

she looked at the table, then back at me.

"mama get it?"

when did she realize she's got me wrapped around her little finger??

with a face like this, how could i not get her the world?