What’s in the Bottle, baby?
Our baby is pretty cute, right?
I think we’ve established this fact pretty firmly over the past six (!?!?) months.
And yet, we’ve noticed that when we take pictures of Lila (and trust me—we take a LOT of pictures of this child. Justin Bieber’s paparrazzi got nothing on us), something funny happens: in about one out of every five pictures, Lila looks absolutely hammered.
Look, we’ve all been there:
Heyyyyyyyy, drunk face!
Allow me to share with you some of Lila’s best “I’m not as think as you drunk I am” pictures:
I love you so much. Like, so, so much. It makes me want to cry I love you so much. Seriously.
Whoa. It’s like, super-bright out here. Whose idea was it to go outside?
Guys, this Boo Bunny book is freakin’ hilarious. Have you read this shit?
I don’t always read books with my mom, but when I do, I have to at least be tipsy.
Guys, we should order pizza. We should totally order pizza. I love you guys so much.
I promise, no alcohol of any kind was consumed during the taking of these pictures. Other than the bottle of wine that Ryan and I pop open at
3:00 5:00 on the dot every afternoon.
I kid, I kid.
Or do I?