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  • Ava: I be the mama and you be the baby. Me: Ok, what do I do? Ava: Go night-night. Me: What do you do? Ava: Take pictures. 2010-09-29
  • Ava: I want a tattoo right here. (pointing to upper arm). Mama: What do you want it to say? Ava: Mama is my best friend. Mama: Awwwwww! 2010-07-25
  • Mama to Ava: Don't lick people. It's gross. 2010-07-18
  • Me: "Ava, can you please stop trying to drive me crazy?" Ava: "No, I want to." Me: Argh! 2010-07-18
  • Ava says, "it's raining, it's pouring." She's right. Makes for unpleasant driving... 2010-07-17
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I can sum up this month for Ava in one word.

“Why?”

I never, ever thought I’d get tired of hearing her talk. But I have. Because we have the same conversation over and over and over again…

Ava: “Mama?” (usually repeated at least 49 times)

Me: “Yes, Ava”

Ava: “What are you doing?”

Me: <insert applicable answer here>

Ava: “Why?”

Wash, Rinse, Repeat. Endlessly.

So, in honor of her figuring out the one question that drives me absolutely bonkers after about the millionth time I’ve heard it (in a 10 minute period) so I’ll just go ahead and ask myself some WHY questions.

WHY on earth did I think using a black background (with no backlighting) was a good idea for a child with gorgeous, glossy DARK hair?

WHY did I think handing her two humongo ornaments was a good idea? I mean, really. Did I seriously think she would simply hold them while posing prettily?

Ha. Joke was on me. Mama & Daddy playing fetch is obviously much more amusing.

Ready to launch!

As if the virtual cannonballs weren’t enough, WHY did I think an enormo candy cane was a smart move when a velour and (faux) silk dress with crinoline was involved?

And WHY does she look like Fred Astaire working his cane here?

And, by this point, WHY did I think switching to a smaller candy cane would make any difference at all?

WHY did I put myself through the absolute worst photo session EVER?

Well, because she’s so wonderfully stunning (and wonderful and stunning) that I want to document every single minute that I can with and for her. And it WAS fun…in hindsight.

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