She smiled

After working all day long, I finally got a chance to go downstairs and see little Sloane. She was on the floor in the living room, and Mama had put her down for some "tummy time." Of course, I had to pick her up and get a little hug. Mama had some music playing, and I started dancing with Sloane. A minute or so later, she was smiling as big as she could. Now on several occasions, I've screamed for Mama because Sloane was smiling at me...and Mama spoiled the moment by saying that she wasn't smiling and that she was having stomach "issues." BUT...this time, it was a sho' nuff smile...and she was smiling at ME. Just thought I would share!!