Like all the other kabillion of mothers out there, I take pics of my daughter--the usual travel, holiday, and at-home niceties. But lately I have been finding odd things around the house that says much more about her personality; these are the things that I want to remember about her as she grows older. I promise not to use them as blackmail when she is 16 and dating. (Crosses fingers behind back).
The picture above was her Easter basket. She decided that the eggs needed some cushion, so she put a pair of panties in the bottom. Makes sense to me.
Bella has a bad habit of leaving large smears of toothpaste all over the the sink, and playing with them. This is a nice image she left for me, of a killer whale/shark eating his fill. Yum. (bluck).For xmas, my mother and mother-in-law got Bella a horde of playmobil--here is the seal pool, filled with a variety of animals, mammals, and other fantasy-inspired creatures. When I walked into her room it smelled strongly of perfumed lotion, which I soon learned is an imperitive ingredient in this pool potion that houses the playmobil beings.
More pics as they happen. Tschuss.