P always gets a waffle in bed. It's a bad habit daddy started but it keeps her happy while I get ready for work and even buys me more snuggle time on the weekends. This morning she wanted her babies which doesn't mean one, it means all of them. Then when I was taking her picture with all her babies she screams "cheese". I don't know what is funnier...the loud cheese scream or the strange, stiff face that came with it. Either way this is a classic!