Football with Dad

We've been kinda crazy about not wanting Lana to watch TV. Which means, of course, it's the one thing that will calm her down, and the one thing in the room that actually seems to be of interest to her.

So, the past few days I've been trying to repeat the "everything in moderation" mantra to myself as she strains her neck to flip around backwards and see the screen. I figure, the most destructive thing I can do is freak out every time she turns toward it...because we all know that just means it'll become the one thing she REALLY wants as she gets older. So instead, we just keep it off for the most part, and if it does catch her eye on occasion, I'm realizing that most times she loses interest in it after a few minutes--like everything else. (She has to be the most challenging baby to keep entertained EVER!)

Anyway, Raf was playing with Lana while watching football before bath time the other night, and she had started fussing so he picked her up and put her on his lap. This is what I walked in the room to find. As much as both TV and football season annoy me...this has to be one of the cutest things I've ever seen. Love them.