She's not cute.

So, because I'm a rotten, terrible mother, I tell my baby she's not cute. And this is the response I get. And then I want to eat her cheeks and squeeze her till she squeals. My babies are SUPPOSED to look just like me--and Syd does not. She has disrupted the status quo. And yet, just like Riley and just like Cole, I just couldn't love her more. And for those of you that have heard me say these terrible things to my sqishy squid, I'll let you in on a secret: she melts my heart with her cuteness, she has me enchanted by her adorability, and even though I threaten to sell her or give her to the meanest lady I can find, there's no way I could do without her. Judging by the way she plays me, I'm pretty sure Sydney has picked up on this.