Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Visions of SugarPlum

Everything a SugarPlum does is cute. Everything.

Well, okay. So refusing to pick up that play dough from the floor last night wasn't so, so very cute. BUT, when a brief sit-down got us past that little foible, and she crawled from beneath the table, excitedly announcing with a broad smile, "Nana! I did it! I pick up the play dough!" it was cute.

I don't wanna go breaking hearts all over the country, so I better say right up front that this first breakfast photo is merely the result of the SugarPlum realizing the Nana-Paparazzo was once again invading her mealtime. And we've gone black-and-white, in deference to poor little McSpazzy, who gags over chicken combs in photos and might not fare too well with colorful, smeared breakfast bar, chewed Cheerio bits, and dripping milk:

"Does this poor woman have nothing better to do with her time?"

And finally, you must know that the very next photo, in real time, immediately followed the one above, so if any of you were thinking about fretting, pull up your courage and continue.

You know...I kinda think she takes after her Nana:

God, dear God, I love this little kid.


In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world. John 16:33

For I know whom I have believed, and am persuaded that he is able to keep that which I have committed unto him against that day. II Timothy 1:12b