Surfing the Inner N8

Carolyn and I are in for some trouble.

Yesterday our one-year-old daughter climbed up onto the couch, stood up and looked at herself in the mirror, smiled, and then spent about five minutes practicing her fake cry in the mirror.

I’m not really sure that one-year-olds should be doing that.  Maybe I should get a headstart now on reading up on raising a teenage daughter.

By the way, her little friend Eli has been trying to warn me about her: Every time he hears her name, he says, “Uh oh!”