Thursday, February 9, 2012

MY BEAUTIFUL GIRL

Dear Weeb,

Thank you for all your patience in posing for me while I learn how to use my camera.

You are such a pretty girl and have such a wonderful, sweet personality. You are beautiful on the inside and the outside. You don't like people being mad at you or mad at each other. You're funny and have nailed sarcasm. But what amazes me most is the way you see the world and your profound sweetness. You are not quite at an age where you really realise that you are not the center of the universe, but you certainly are the center of mine. I love you, my beautiful girl.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

SUNSETS, WEEB, AND THE MOON

Dear Weeb,

After a couple of foggy days, the fog lifted and we got this awesome shot of you, silhouetted by the sunset.

The following night we went out and had missed the sunset, but the sky was such a beautiful blue, we couldn't resist taking some pictures. Here you are 'holding Sirius in your hands'.

That same night, we heard that the moon was full after we got in from taking the silhouette shot, so we rushed back outside a few times to try and get a picture of it. You were very patient as I fiddled with my camera and we were singing little songs about moons that we were mostly making up. It was a very fun evening with you!

Sunday, February 5, 2012

BELLYBUTTON PASTA

Dear Weeb,

You've been talking about 'bellybutton pasta' for several days now. You explained that your teacher had some at a restaurant and the class thought it was really funny. You later explained that she'd brought some into class, in a pot, and everyone got to try. You didn't get to try though, as she hadn't cleared it with me first (or she knew it was not nut safe).

I searched Google for 'Bellybutton Pasta' today. Ah, it's tortellini! So I show you, "Look Weeb, your bellybutton pasta is called tortellini!"

"I know."

You know.

"Well why didn't you tell me that when we were having our bellybutton pasta battle in the grocery store, yesterday and I told you I had no idea what kind of pasta you were talking about?"

"I dunno."

"You'd like it, I think. It's just pasta stuffed with cheese or meat."

You made a face like I'd just told you the most amazing thing EVER. "I have to have some TODAY!"

"We could probably do that," I say.

"Wait, wait, no, I don't want any."

Of course you don't.

Saturday, February 4, 2012

PUDDING FACE

Dear Weeb,

I was trying to get a pretty shot of you but every time my camera would focus, you'd rush up closer and then giggle your head off. So I snapped a picture anyways. Ha to you!

Still trying to get a pretty picture of you, but by this point, you were covered in chocolate pudding. Daddy is behind you - he must have been talking to Grandma.

FOGGY DAYS AND GRANDPARENTS

Dear Weeb,

We wanted to try and get some sunset silhouette shots, so we went to Steveston to try and get some as the sun was setting. Unfortunately it was very foggy. This picture is Grandma, you and Grandpa. I think it's one of my all time favorite photos.

It didn't stop you and Grandpa from having fun on the beach. You both threw things into the water and drew things in the sand. We didn't stay long because it was COLD!

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

SOCK LINT BETWEEN YOUR TOES

Dear Weeb,

This afternoon you had a shower. When you were out, you were stalling, as usual and decided to drive me crazy by taking your sweet time and examining what might be between your toes. I explained nothing should be there as you JUST had a shower. I further explained that when you were one and two years old, you would drive me batty at bedtime by having to examine sock lint that were between your wee piggies instead of getting on with the bedtime routine.

You laughed, as you continued to examine your toes, and said, "Momma, every girl has to have a passion."

Kid, I worry about you. LOL

Saturday, January 28, 2012

THE GREAT SLIPPER CAPER

Dear Weeb,

I'm not sure what you and your Cousin J were doing, but somehow, your slipper ended up on Grandma's ceiling fan. Aunty M, Grandma and I were in the kitchen. Grandpa came in to see why all the uproarious granddaughter giggling had stopped. He told us the two of you were discussing how to get the slipper down.

I grabbed my camera and walked into the room to be met with two pairs of "we're in trouble" eyes. I asked, in my sternest voice, "What happened?" I can't remember what the two of you said, but you were both talking quietly, at the same time, coming up with grand tales of how it got up there and both denying fault. I asked, again in a stern voice, "And I suppose you think I'm quite mad about this, don't you?"

You both just looked at me with wide eyes and sort of nodded.

I understand why Grandpa used to tell us tall tales and try and trick us when we were kids, because the look on your faces must have been very similar to the looks we'd give him.

I couldn't keep a straight face anymore and started laughing, then took a picture. Then I told you not to throw slippers around anymore and that you could have been really hurt if that fan fell or the light bulbs in the ceiling fan light broke and fell on you.

Part of me wonders if I should have just left you both to figure out how to get it down yourselves. Part of me wishes I'd been having a slipper fight with you!

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

GAPPY SMILES 2

Dear Weeb,

I apologize, in advance, for this picture. It makes me laugh. Hard. I was trying to take a picture to show you that your new tooth was coming in, because you could sort of feel it, but not see it. The angle of the photo cracks me up. But you were happy to see your adult tooth coming in.

Sunday, January 8, 2012

TOOTH LOSS #4

Dear Weeb,

After weeks of wigglyness, tooth number four is finally out!



There was much jubilation and jumping for joy! You've been annoyed for days that the tooth wasn't ready to come out because you REALLY wanted the Tooth Fairy to come. I wonder if you'll hear her tonight (as you've claimed the past 3 times).

Sunday, January 1, 2012

HAPPY NEW YEAR 2012

Dear Weeb,

Happy New Year! Party at Grandma and Grandpa's house! You and Cousin J had a hoot with all the noise makers and hats. We had a parade through the house at 'imaginary midnight'.

Before our lovely New Year's Eve dinner, you and Cousin J played a game - Phineas and Ferb, Sorry.

We celebrated with decorations and necklaces and party hats and noise makers.

2012 is going to be a wonderful year!

Happy New Year!