In the presence of greatness

Maddy's been a little poorly over the last 24 hours, so we've been doing what every good neurotic parent would do: sneaking in and out of her room while she's asleep to make sure all is well.

Having not heard a squeak all night (unusual in recent times, what with teething, 3am phone calls from clients in Australia which wake up the whole family etc.) we crept into her room this morning, only to find the following:

Not strictly true that Maddy had transmogrified into an eastern deity, but she was sat up in the corner of her cot, seemingly cross-legged, and playing god with her collection of stuffed animals.

Of course, Maddy's bodily proportions are not dissimilar to that of a buddha, but we are desperately trying to introduce facial exercises into her routine to reduce the size of those cheeks and her adjacent chins.