Maybe 1.7 million, I'm not sure.
All I know is, having picked up an extra day at work and then having a full on terrifying schedule the next five days ahead of me, MissAngelBaby has decided that her place is in my lap. Nowhere else. Not playing with the mountains of new things the kids got spoiled with yesterday. Not watching Veggie Tales.
Not outside with her sisters.
Firmly in my lap, snuggling, watching the dog scratch her butt on the bottom half of our Christmas tree, and laughing like a mad woman.
Merry Christmas to all!