The other day I was sitting on her floor trying to get Copeland to put her pants on, which for my commando liking daughter wasn't going so well. She looked at me, and started slowly backing up, one step at a time. Very sly and sneaky. Then once she got out of the doorway of her room, she took one last glance at me and took off running down the hallway. It was hilarious. She makes me laugh. And laughter is always good. I love her more than words can ever articulate.