Once when The Husband and I were just parents to two cats my mom told me when I had kids I was never going to take pictures of them because I would be too worn out from taking so many pictures of the kitties.
"Oh please," I replied back, "I'll take so many pictures of my kids you'll be able to make a flip book movie of their entire childhood."
I'm proud to say I was right. I have a camera in Lydia's face more often than I probably should. But seriously . . . how can I resist this?
A few weekends ago Lydia took the big plunge and started walking. We were at her Aunt Lisa's and Uncle Ken's house when she started to take off -- she was waiting for the right audience.
She's very proud of herself and is getting better every day. It took her a few days to master the art of changing direction while walking. Now she's working on walking fast, a.k.a. running.
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Last weekend we took our walking child with us down to Auburn to visit her cousin and they had a blast together. They slept in the same room with Elizabeth in her crib and Lydia in a borrowed pack-n-play (Whoops! The one thing we forgot to pack!) and when they would wake up in the mornings they gabbled to each other until one of them got hungry enough to make a ruckus.
Despite there being a hundred toys on the floor, one girl would inevitably want what the other girl had. There were many fracases over THINGS that the other one HAD that they WANTED and LIFE IS NOT FAIR.
After a short scuffle or parent intervention, they would work it out.
We had the girls pouffed up in dresses on Sunday so we couldn't resist a little on-campus photo shoot. In hindsight, we made the mistake of doing this right before lunch, so there were some rumbly tummies. Lydia, who isn't very demanding about food until she sees it, was perfectly willing to ham it up for the camera,
. . . but Elizabeth knows when lunchtime is, and that time was now, and that camera does NOT look like a grilled cheese sandwich. So she cursed us.
We hightailed it off to Niffer's where Elizabeth quickly downed some milk and a baby food appetizer. Lydia chowed down on some chicken, some of The Husband's french fries, and a bit of the pasta from my pasta bowl. Elizabeth enjoyed a lemon slice because she's odd like that.
All too soon, we had to head back home, but Lydia and Elizabeth will be able to play together again soon -- Aunt Cathy's and Uncle Jason's birthday is coming up!
