Jim rarely calls me "Jen"...or Jack, "Jack"...or Lila, "Lila"...he's a nickname kinda guy and has special little titles for each of us, endearingly. Jack is following in his father's footsteps and taken to calling Lila, "Liley" and I love it to pieces. Pieces. His baby sister. Our baby girl. Little Lila...sweet Liley.
...I am overcome with pride at this little, beautiful, perfectly perfect angel who is mine...ours.
PS: She needs to give her big brother some sleeping lessons because he's going through a phase and it seems Liley is the only one in the house getting a good night's sleep!