She is so grabby. Hair, earrings, necklace, watch, camera, phone, spoon, bowl, cup, brush, lotion, knobs, mail, pens, hangers, toys, books, blankies, iPad, keys, everything!
This face means: Please give me the camera, pleeeease!"
Do it. Try and squeeze her bum - right through the computer screen. Its so luscious that you can almost feel it when you squeeze your monitor.
Don't believe me?
This is Evie before church on the Sunday before Valentine's Day.
I made her headband and skirt as part of her "gifts" from Nick and I.
She loved them, obviously.
Please ignore the mess. We spent the majority of Saturday painting and making a disaster of our bedroom.
Evie usually comes home from church looking like this:
After her post-church nap, Evster usually teases us with her almost crawling lunges. She creeps but doesn't crawl and she will reach farther than humanly possible to get something.
But she will not crawl to it.
Evie's Valentine's Day present from her parents was her first toothbrush.
She seems thrilled, yeah?
"Dang, this toothbrush is delicious. Thanks M & D."
I thought she might even crawl to get to her new and spectacular toothbrush.
But nay, I was brutally rebuffed.
"No more photos, please."