Turn Your Head and Cough

I found my 2 year-old daughter, Lillian, sitting in my closet this morning. She had her pretend stethoscope around her neck and was attempting to find her heartbeat.

In her foot.

Bless her heart. It doesn't look like being a doctor is in her future.

I don't think she'll ever work at a nail salon, either.



Given the powerful set of lungs she has, she's probably going to end up being that person in the Kia radio ads. You know. The one that screams "Aaaaaah! FRIENDS! Have we got an AMAAAAAAAAZING deal for you!" Thousands, nay, MILLIONS of people will switch the radio when my daughter's voice comes over the airwaves.

I'll be so proud! (And then, I'll switch the channel, too. Sorry, Lillian.)