I was cruising through our photos and spotted these two of Julia. The first one dates to Thanksgiving. You can see from her face that she is far from pleased at having been placed on a carousel horse. Too bad, Julia. You are here for your parents' amusement. Get used to it.
This second photo is from only a few nights ago. She was tugging on my pant leg while I tried to cook dinner. The only way to assuage her demand for attention was to drape her in beads and then set her on the counter so she could watch while I prepared my culinary master piece. As you can see, she prefers being placed on a counter much more than on a ceramic horse. Go figure.
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Perhaps if you had given her a giant neckful of beads before placing her on the horse, you would have gotten different results. You have enough daughters now to know that it is all about having the right accessories.
Clearly, I have so much to learn.
Isn't she sitting a bit close to the block of Miracle Blade knives? That pic would've been even cuter if she was wielding the good ole' Rock n' Chop!
You're right, Uncle Chrissy. Nothing is cuter than 20 month olds wielding Rock N' Chops.
She is so grown up looking it makes me sad. :-( I'm so glad that you have another on the way! (Not that I'm through with the three you have)
Justin, Justin, Justin. Our computer has been broken for, like, a month. Imagine my dismay, therefore, when I finally returned to the world of blogging, only to find that there is no new information here from you. Shame.
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