It’s rather suspicious when a toddler suddenly becomes quiet. But this quiet moment was only a mild bending of the rules — eating crackers in our bed, reclining on a plush soccer ball, and playing with her mini Etch A Sketch.
I was happy to overlook the crumbs. (They were on Josiah’s side of the bed, anyway.) It gave me few moments to drink the rest of my coffee without fear of wearing it.
Just look at that little dimpled chin and elbow! Ah! I love her.
And she loves the set of Peppa Pig characters she received at Christmas time — Peppa, George, Mummy and Daddy. I think it’s hilarious that since we say “papa” or “papi” rather then “daddy”, she thinks the Peppa Pig’s father’s name is “doddy”, complete with British accent!
This is her favorite spot, at the old 1940’s table in the corner near the big windows. I find her here most of the time, with a line-up of toys and shiny things and various other “chessures” (treasures), as she colors away in books, on paper, and on the table.
Don’t worry, it’s just the teeny-tiniest owie. But like most kids (and very much like myself at that age) she’s prone to scratch away, so we deemed the owie off-limits with a Peanuts bandaid. I wonder why bandaids are so exciting? I think she thought it was an accessory, like a necklace or hair bow.
As part of my effort to blog more about everyday life, I’m going to start writing little tidbits along with the images in these Life in Photos posts.