The War

There was a battle this evening. A full on war between my Max and Helena. Such a shame, really. But the fight was well worth it. Helena was crowned the winner, as she was the first to get Sylvia to laugh hard enough to get the hiccups after dinner.

Although Max put in a valient effort, Helena won because, well, she started first. It doesn't take much to get this girl rolling.

It's a cruel world, but someone has to fight these battles. And some hearty thumb sucking takes care of those hiccups, so no worries about Sylvia's well-being. She's no worse for the wear.