Wednesday, February 3, 2010
My favorite
My favorite pictures of Lia ever
That's a pretty big statement, but its absolutely true. This morning Lia was playing with her play-doh and I sat down opposite her with my camera. I couldn't speak after I was done taking pictures of her. We have our tough times- she behaves like a typical two-year-old, I behave like a typical annoyed mom. But then there are moments like this morning. Moments where I love her with every thing I am and I want to be the very best I can be for her. She didn't even really talk during these pictures, she just did her own thing, but watching her was more than enough. She is so so special. The most special little girl in the whole wide world. She warms my heart. She makes me love her more and more. There is such a sense of good nature in her face. Sweetness. A giggle. She is everything and beyond what I could have ever dreamt of in my ideal baby girl.
Be prepared, there are a LOT of pictures, but take your time. Each one is my favorite.
Be prepared, there are a LOT of pictures, but take your time. Each one is my favorite.
My Sweet Lia
We went to the mall this morning to kill some time before morning naps and after we had visited most of the stores, we walked towards the play area. Lia was holding my hand and walking next to me and she chirruped, "Can we go to the play area mom? Mom? Can we go to the play area?" in that sweet, chirpy, I'm-asking-you-nicely-so-please-do-it type of voice.
I looked down at her sweet, round little face and said, sure, we can go to the play area. Her little face became overcome with a great joy and she gazed up at me with worshipful eyes before she couldn't contain herself anymore and bent over my hand (for a second I thought she was going to have to bite it out of joy...) and kissed it. Once. But a very big thank-you-from-the-bottom-of-my-little-heart kiss.
I melted.
I looked down at her sweet, round little face and said, sure, we can go to the play area. Her little face became overcome with a great joy and she gazed up at me with worshipful eyes before she couldn't contain herself anymore and bent over my hand (for a second I thought she was going to have to bite it out of joy...) and kissed it. Once. But a very big thank-you-from-the-bottom-of-my-little-heart kiss.
I melted.
Lia brought as much as she could carry and stuffed it into this little tunnel tube and then crawled in with it- she could barely find enough room to bend her head down to say hi to me. :)

Yesterday I gave Davy a bottle and put him on the floor on this blanket then made Lia a bottle too. I put Lia on the floor NEXT to Davy but when I came back she had found a far more comfortable (and fairly accomodating) pillow.

Yesterday I gave Davy a bottle and put him on the floor on this blanket then made Lia a bottle too. I put Lia on the floor NEXT to Davy but when I came back she had found a far more comfortable (and fairly accomodating) pillow.
Lia lined up all of her special babies and I caught her just sitting sweetly next to them, beaming down at them and their good behavior.

This is just so Davy... the expression of benevolent goodness, his crossed ankles, sandwich in hand.

This is just so Davy... the expression of benevolent goodness, his crossed ankles, sandwich in hand.

I was cleaning the kitchen when Chris called me to come into the room last Saturday. He was scratching Davys' sides and every time he went up his side, Davy's little hands rose out from his sides. Too funny. He just sat there with his little arms straight out. :)
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