April 2012
3 posts
Daddy's Girl
Vivienne kind of broke my heart this week. I came home from work the other day and greeted her with my usual giddy enthusiasm, waiting for my favorite megawatt grin and “Oooh, ooooh. OOOHHH, Mama!”
Instead I got a whole lotta of nothin’, because she was too busy being completely fixated on her Dad. I figured she was playing hard to get—maybe it was payback for me coming...
Easter in Richmond
Here’s a collection of my favorite moments from our Easter trip to Richmond:
I love this one. It shows off Pappi’s beautiful garden and captures Vivi in a rare moment of stillness.
Cousin Georgia loved her Easter basket and toted it around like a fashionable purse. I could eat her.
Grams has a stage 5 clinger. Vivi adores Grams and follows her around everywhere.
Viv and...
I Was Told There Would Be No Dirt
I have the distinct feeling that my daughter is well on her way to being a tomboy. Give her the opportunity to play with mud, dirt, mulch, or rock, and she enters a state of full-on toddler nirvana. This video is from a birthday party we attended over the weekend. Every time I attempted to pull her away from the dirt she screamed as if she was in physical pain. So, the dirt won.
It’s...
