The very first cake I ever made

Yep, that's right: I had never baked a non-cheesecake cake before I decided to give it a try for Eve's birthday. I want to say that I've also never decorated a cake until then, but once when I was in 8th grade my mom had baked a kitty cat cake for one of my sister's birthdays and was trying to figure out how to make whiskers on it. I suggested uncooked spaghetti noodles and my mom let me place them on. So does that count as previous cake decorating? Even if the spaghetti whiskers count, I still hadn't ever frosted a cake before. I guess you could see it one of two ways:

1. I love Eve more so I felt like putting more effort into her cake.
2. I love Kylie more and I didn't want to ruin her cake so I ordered them from the grocery store, knowing they would look good.

Which one of those options is it? That's for you to figure out, I'm not telling (HINT: it's neither!). So I baked 3 cake mixes and cut them into shapes to layer. Then I called my mom who told me I needed to put a glaze over the cut edges or they wouldn't frost. So I did that, but I don't think that I did it right. I also made marshmallow fondant; not enough to cover an entire cake, but just enough to add a little something. While I was doing all this, Kylie asked me if I was making brownies since she had never seen me bake a cake before. I thought that was pretty funny.

Thankfully my mom showed up the next day with a couple of tricks up her sleeve on how to frost the cake. She did lots of the actual frosting while I did the fondant part:

This is what the table looked like when we were done:
And the final product:
The birthday girl with her cake:

Here I am bringing Eve her own little miniature cake while carrying a cranky and tired Kylie. We are all wearing tutu's since we had a fun little tutu party:
As you can see: Eve loved her cake. I'm not surprised. This girl loves food and loves making a mess. Kylie on the other hand, simply likes food enough and hates to be a mess, so Kylie was much more dainty and much less messy. Just another example of how different my two girls can be.

I saved these next two pictures for last because while they were taken while Eve was in her chair waiting for her cake, they don't really look like birthday pictures. But these pictures really capture the way Eve really looks in her candid state better than any other pictures I have of her. She is just a real life doll:

Guess who's sick now?

In a previous post I mentioned that Eve was sick-ish. Well she actually slept well last night and woke up in a great mood. I thought "Great. We don't have to go to the doctor after all." That is until I felt how warm Kylie was and realized she had a fever. My girls have been so lucky not to have had much illness so far in their lives. Between the two of them, I have only once had to treat their sickness with something other than tylenol and that was the time Kylie had an ear infection at 6 months (Yes, I know that I've given her lots of medicine for her eczema, but that's something she will always have. I'm talking about sickness incidents). I mean they've had colds and congestion, but never anything more. So Kylie has just been lazing around on the couch all day, sleeping off and on. She loves that couch. I don't blame her, I liked sleeping on it when I was pregnant. So we decided that we should let her spend the night on the couch, so that if either girl wakes up feeling sick, they don't wake the other one up. So tonight is Kylie's first night to ever sleep on a couch. A couple things:

1. That stuffed pig in her picture is her "night night pig." She sleeps with him every night.
2. Since she's been sleeping out in the living room where we can hear her, we've noticed that she's been sleep talking. The last thing she said was: "I need coffee mommy and daddy. Need coffee." Silly girl. We fill her little teacup up with water or milk in the mornings and she has "coffee" with us.
   

I really need to charge my camcorder...

... so I can videotape Eve:

1. Doing the crazy bear crawl that she does when she's in a super hurry. Sometimes babies need to get somewhere really, really fast. Well at least Eve thinks that she needs to. I have never seen anyone crawl as fast as Eve does when she bear crawls, which is when she crawls with her knees off the floor. She can crawl the "normal" way but it's top speed is not good enough for Eve. She loves being chased and if she hears the words "Uh-oh. I'm going to get you" she takes off. She also does it in the middle of diaper changes because she hates getting her diaper changes. My mom, who has always volunteered to change diapers, refuses to change Eve's because she is a challenge to say the least. Here's the bear crawl in action:
2. Walking! If she's not in a hurry (in which case she would be bear crawling), she loves walking around our house. It's those first toddling and cautious steps that are so sweet to watch. She can now go long distances without falling down, although there are still lots of time where she does fall. Since I don't have my camcorder charged, and my camera which I LOVE doesn't take videos, I clicked really fast through one of her steps, so if you put it in a flip book, you could see the step in action :)
   

Kylie likes to "make lines"

No seriously. Those are Kylie's words. "I'm making a line." She loves to line up her blocks, line up pens, line up her little people animals, line up playing cards, lining up whatever... She even likes to draw lines. She will ask me to draw either a happy or sad face (Yep, sometimes she asks for me to draw sad faces and for some reason they make her laugh) and she will draw lines under the face I drew and call the lines "legs". If she draws lines without asking me to draw a face, she calls them "snakes." Silly girl. So here are some pictures of the lines she made with her new alphabet puzzle:

Future tightrope walker? She took a break from her construction to walk back and forth trying to balance on her line.

"Look Mommy! I'm making a circle." Every once in a while, she decides to make a circle instead of a line, which is usually just like her line, just curved.

"Woah! Look a slide!" That's exactly what she said when she saw her masterpiece and I was confused, did she just say a slide?

She pretty much confirmed that she indeed meant a slide because right away she pretended to climb her blocks, saying "climb, climb, climb" and then go down the "slide" (which is when I snapped the picture) saying "wee." Such a great imagination.

11 months old...

... and just as cute as could be!

Like aunt, like niece?

This one's for you Aunt Rayray. We sure do miss you while you are over in France eating yummy cheese and bread.


I think that picture of Rachel was taken before Kylie was born.

By the way, isn't Kylie the cutest rice krispy treat eater?


I'm pretty sure she is.

Curing Cabin Fever

Eve's been sick-ish. She's really been kind of pathetic and extremely clingy. She's been keeping Jason and I up at night because she just wants to be cuddled while she sleeps and if she wakes up to find she's not cuddled, she gets MAD! She's sleeping in my arms right now as I type this one handed. I'm hoping some teeth come in or something to explain why she's been feeling miserable. She is eating well, sleeping well as long as she's cuddled, and still interested in playing with her toys as long as someone is right by her side playing with her so she really doesn't have any symptoms of anything except some congestion and a very low grade fever every once in a while. She's just kind of been extra sensative. Like yesterday, she was in a bad mood and Kylie bent down and said "Hi Everz!" and that just sent her over the edge. She started screaming and giving Kylie evil glares. If she's still feeling this miserable on Monday, I'll take her in to her doctor. I just really haven't been too concerned since nothing seems to be serious. I've just been keeping her home because I don't want the weather to affect her congestion and I'm not really sure if she's sick to the point that others could catch anything.

I'm the type of person who hates being "stuck" inside. It just really puts me in a bad mood, to put it lightly. And it really doesn't take that long for me to get cabin fever. So when Eve started acting playful and happy this afternoon, I decided that we needed to go shopping while Jason was working. The girls were being so cute during the drive there, they were playing peekaboo with a blanket. Kylie was yelling peekaboo and Eve was giggling hysterically. It was a noisy car ride, but I was happy to see the girls were just as relieved to get out the house as I was.

The girls were riding in a shopping cart and Eve was mouthing the shopping cart handle. Kylie (the bossy older sister) kept telling her: "No lick the cart. That's yucky!" over and over before deciding to try it herself. She didn't like it so she started licking her sister. This made Eve giggle so she started licking her sister back. Then they both licked each others tongues. I'm sure that if they read this when they are older, they will be embarrassed that I wrote this. So here is a little note to older Kylie and Eve in the event they are reading this:

"Please know that it is NOT embarrassing because you were 2 years old and 11 months old. You were both giggling so hard over it so I'm just glad we were able to cure some of the cabin fever. Also, Kylie, you like to sing really loud in stores. Today you were singing Elmo's world and it was very cute. Sometimes other shoppers will thank you for the concert. I will be very sad the day that you stop singing when we go shopping. So please continue to keep me entertained while we are out, and please keep your sister entertained as well. You make shopping fun. Love, Mom"

Future ecologist?

Tonight after Eve went to bed, Kylie and I had some quality time reading her worm book (again...). We started talking about the fact that worms eat dirt. Kylie asked me if she ate dirt and I told her that dirt would make her sick. So we started talking about what she did eat and the list that we came up with went something like this: poptarts, potato soup, toast, chocolate bars (what she calls her granola bar), pancakes, jelly and strawberries. She's been on some weird strawberry kick lately, ever since she played a game of catch with her toy strawberries from her kitchen set. The worm book just so happened to have pictures of strawberries in it too, so she was very excited and pretended to eat the picture, thus getting slobber all over the page (sorry library!). Then there was a picture of a rabbit eating strawberries and she said: "Look! Rabbit eat strawberry." So we started talking about all the little critters that were pictured in the book and what they eat. She learned that snakes eat mice, that squirrels eat nuts, mice eat berries... I don't really remember everything and I probably made some up that I didn't know. Then she asked me what strawberries eat, so I told her "sunshine." I gave her the same answer when she asked what flowers eat. She was amazed: "Sunshine so up high!" And then she started asking me what the computer ate, what the chair ate, what the couch ate, what the blanket ate... pretty much everything that she saw in the room. So I explained to her that only animals, people and things that were alive needed to eat, but who knows how much sense that made to a 2 year old brain. I just loved our little "food chain" discussion, since biology is one of my favorite subjects. I'm really also loving that we can have "real" conversations now, it's so much fun watching her grow up and helping to shape her cute little mind. Yep, I'm pretty sure that if we could look inside her head and see her brain, it would be one of the cutest ones out there, just like the rest of her! :)

New adventures in Marshland

There's been all sorts of new discoveries here in our home lately. We've settled into our new apartment quite nicely and I'm surprised that I actually prefer it to our previous one. The only real downfall is that the washer and dryer hookups are no longer conveniently in a room right next to our kitchen. Now our washer and dryer are downstairs in our basement, but we have to go outside briefly to get to the basement door. Weird huh? Well the unfinished basement gives us LOTS of storage, but it's just kind of a pain to go do laundry. I'm used to working on laundry while working in the kitchen at the same time. Oh well, the rest of our new temporary home is wonderful (for our standards, you have to remember that we aren't about to invest in a place to live until after Jason finishes seminary and we have figured out where God will take us from there.) I will post pictures after we get all of our pictures/art/decorations on the wall. Right now the painting I bought in Haiti is above the fireplace and I love, love, love seeing it every day.


Besides moving in, we've had lots of "firsts" and "changes" around here, so I'll just go down the list of family members to update everyone:

Eve

A couple of days after turning 11 months, Eve started WALKING! That's right, it really surprised me. I had given up all hope that she would be walking by her first birthday because she just wasn't interested. She could cruise around and she could stand up in the middle of the room without holding on to anything, but she never made any efforts to take any steps. She really enjoyed (and still does) dancing, so I would watch her stand up and wiggle her body around and wonder "If she can do that, why won't she take steps?" She even jumped a couple times, with her feet off the ground and landed perfectly before taking any steps. Finally one day, she just decided to go for it and really didn't have much problems. She's been working so long at her balance, I guess she finally felt ready. She still won't let me hold her hands and practice walking; that makes her so mad! She still crawls when she wants to go somewhere fast, but she enjoys practice walking all over the house when she's not in a hurry. Kylie thinks it's very special too, she loves to encourage her little sister and always tells me: "Look, baby Everz is walking! Go baby!" It's very special to watch Kylie get so excited for little Eve. Although sometimes, Kylie will push her down, so I never know what to expect. (Generally speaking, Kylie is lovey dovey with her little sister)


Here are some "first steps" pictures; isn't she the cutest?



Eve has also seemed a lot less baby-ish lately. She plays more seriously with her toys, she loves to pick up by putting things in containers, she pays attention when you read books... It's so sweet to watch her grow up. I treat her so much more like a baby than I ever did with Kylie. Part of the reason I think is because Kylie was always so much more fiercely independent and Eve is a cuddle bug. But I'm sure the fact that Eve could possibly be my last baby has a lot to do with it too. She's just also just seems like she should be younger, since she's so small and she still doesn't have any teeth. I can't believe that she will one in just 3 short weeks! That doesn't seem right.

Here she is helping Kylie pick up her blocks:


Another "first" in Eve's life: we took her to a pool for the first time and she loved it. You can read about our gym/pool membership later on in this post. Eve first squealed and splashed and squealed some more in the water. Then she just got a big smile on her face and closed her eyes and completely relaxed as she floated on her back in the water as Jason carried her around. We thought she might have fallen asleep, that's how relaxed she was. But I don't think she sleeps with such a huge smile on her face.

Wait, I just realized that Eve HAS been to a pool last summer when she was 3-4 months old. But she didn't really care at all about it one way or another, and so let's just say this is the first time she played in swimming pool water.

Kylie

I have so many things to say about this cute little 2 year old. She's been saying so many funny things now that she can actually have real conversation with us. But this is a blog post about "new" experiences, so I will blog about her funny conversations later.

Well... the biggest change in Kylie's life right now is that we are potty training now... ummm... I don't really want to talk about it because I hate it. So just know that we have started the process and I'm not happy with how it's going. I've been told it will get better and I know that Kylie is a smart girl, she will eventually be potty trained. That's all I'm going to say about this subject.

We went to the library for the first time together. We made a special mother/daughter trip and left Eve with Jason. Kylie loved the library. She was so excited that she could pick out any book that she wanted. You'll never guess what book she found and just HAD to have... it's called "Wonderful Worms" and it's all about earthworms. She's so silly. I told my mom how weird she was for picking out that book and my mom just said "She's her mother's daughter." Oh yeah, I had completely forgotten about how I went out one rainy day to dig for worms to keep as pets. I just wanted any kind of pets I could get when I was little, and worms were easy to catch. Oh well, maybe it's not so strange then that Kylie wanted a book about earthworms. It's a children's book, not a science manual, so we've read the book many times since bringing it home. Kylie now knows that worms eat dirt and that they have a mouth but they don't have eyes, ears or a nose. We picked out some other books, but that was the one that Kylie picked out all by herself. When we got home, she asked to see her "lion books." I asked her if she meant her "library books" and she said "yes, library books." I don't know why she thought they were "lion" books, but she has figured out the word "library" now.

She has also discovered painting for the first time. At first, after every stroke, she would say: "Look, I did that!" Pretty cute:

Ignore the mess in the background of that first picture; that was the day after we moved.

Her new way to nap is now mostly on the couch. She used to be the best napper and sleeper until she turned two. She still sleeps great at night, but her naps have been a struggle. She will usually fall asleep if I put her on the couch and I'll take naps wherever and whenever I can get them!


Jason and myself

The semester started back up again and Jason is taking some online classes along with a night class. This was so that I could get a full time job, and he could stay home with the girls. THAT hasn't happened yet, but I'm still hopeful and praying.

We bought a gym membership at North Kansas City Community Center because they offered discounts for seminary students. It's amazing. They have free childcare while we work out, shower, sit in the hot tub... whatever as long as we stay in the building and pick them up withing 2 hours. The girls both love the childcare there, so I don't feel bad about leaving them there while I work out. We've also taken the girls a couple times to the swimming pool in the same community center. They have a kiddie area with a slide and they both love it.

We also just bought a bread machine this week. That is a whole adventure in itself. I love cooking, but I'm not much of a baker, it always seems like too much work. Ever since we bought the bread machine, however, I'm always looking for a new recipe to try. So far we have made french bread, french rolls, chocolate chip sour cream tea loaf and I have a potato bread in the machine baking right now. I'm looking forward especially to making cinnamon rolls and pizza dough in the very near future. Jason found one on clearance at Sears, it's very cheap compared to all the ones we've looked at and it's very easy to use. The bread comes out really nice too, but I don't have any other machine to compare it to. Here's what it looks like: The biggest adventure that's about to take place is Jason's trip to Europe this Summer. He will be studying abroad with other seminary students from Midwestern for two weeks in Germany, Luxembourg and Switzerland. He'll get 7 graduate level hours in just 2 weeks, so it's a great opportunity. I'm very jealous that Jason will be taking this trip, but I'm excited for him to explore new places. He has never been out of the country, so he applied for his passport yesterday. He took Eve with him and just for fun, they even took a passport size picture of Eve for him to keep in his wallet. Wasn't that nice of them?

I'm shameless

And that is why I'm putting up this link HERE for you to read about my husband writing wonderful things about me. No, but really, it is to show you about my wonderful valentine's day that my husband blogged about. The fact that he says nice things about me is just a bonus :)

That valentine's meal he made me just might have been the best meal I have ever had. Jason even used things like nutmeg, real imported creme fraiche AND real imported gruyere cheese. That imported stuff is crazy expensive and Jason accidently made enough of the aligot potatoes to feed an army. It would have been cheaper if he would have cut the recipe down. He used like 4 pounds of potatoes. For just him and me. We ate those mashed potato leftovers for the next four meals. Oh and he made it after the girls' bedtime so we could have a peaceful romantic meal, but somehow the girls knew and decided to BOTH wake up and crash our date. They are normally good sleepers, they knew something was up. Daddy was cooking? Something had to be up. (Just kidding, I love you Jason!)

Happy (late) valentine's day everyone!

Foot Earrings

They are all the rage this year. Well, they've been all the rage since Kylie was a baby and would be the baby attached to this dangly fashion accessory. Often, Jason will walk up to me to tell me he bought some cool, new foot earrings. He'll then ask me what I think of them or if they go well with his outfit. Then, he will let me know that these said earrings are acting wiggly. Wiggly? That's strange. Oh wait, there's a BABY attached to those earrings. No wonder the salesperson said these were a 2-for-1 deal. Buy some earrings, get a baby free. At this point, he will swing the child around and tickle her until she is laughing hysterically (Or just ask to be put down, depending on the which girl it was).

This time, Jason discovered that Eve was the baby attached to the earrings and decided they both needed a little power nap after the excitement:

Isn't he cute? I think so, but that's good since I have to be with him forever. Did you notice his new glasses? He just got his first pair of glasses this month and loves them. Here's a picture I took of him early this morning, before he put his glasses on (or foot earrings for that matter). He had just woken up, but he's still adorable (in a manly way of course Jason!).

Kylie didn't want to be left out of this post, so here is an early morning picture of her too:

She had found one of my tank tops in my dresser and insisted on wearing it. She was calling it a "Go State dress" (There's a KSU powercat on the other side). She's upset because she just discovered that her daddy put a childproof cover over the door handle to this closet. She told us she wanted to: "count my cards just a little bit." Ha! I love the way she puts words together. There are a bunch of playing cards in the closet and she likes to lay them all out in a line and count them. I let her do this of course after this picture was taken, but the childproof door handle kept her from getting everything else out of the closet as well. The fact that she can open doors now has really affected our lives lately.

Eczema, vomiting and cow's milk (now with a happy ending!)

If that picture is painful to look at, I'm sorry. It's the reason I don't like to discuss Kylie's eczema... because it's too painful. And I haven't even snapped any pictures when it's out of control. Sometimes the red marks cover her whole body (excluding her face, thank goodness). That's too much for me, I don't want a picture of her skin when it reaches that point.

I finally decided to post just in case someone who reads this has some different options, opinions, suggestions or even questions. I know there are lots of kids who have this skin condition. It's not an unusual thing, so someone who reads this could possibly either help me out, ask me questions or just simply relate.

Kylie's been diagnosed with it ever since her two month doctor's appointment, so long before we stopped breastfeeding. My sister Rachel had it and STILL has it pretty bad, and she was breastfed for a year, so that helps me cope with the guilt that Kylie has it and wasn't breastfed for a whole year. She was breastfed up until 7 months when she refused to do it anymore. I have a feeling it was because I was one month pregnant with Eve and it didn't taste the same anymore. Besides, it's genetic and Jason and I both have a family member who has a severe case of eczema. For him, it's a cousin and for me, it's my sister. So that helps me deal with the guilt of not breastfeeding for a whole year.

Sigh.

There's a reason why I haven't wanted to make this post. It just makes me so sad to see her red marks that sometimes cover her entire body; to hear her make that terrible scratching sound even when her nails are cut short; to feel her sand papery like skin when I'm putting lotion or medicine all over her body. I remember hearing that same scratching sound every night growing up, since I shared a room with my sister who scratched her eczema every night before she could fall asleep. Eczema is not rare, so I would imagine most people know someone who has it to some degree. But for those of you who it, the scratching sound I'm describing is almost like a paper tearing sound. Or maybe imagine the sound it would make if you would run your fingernails hard against a piece of sandpaper. It just sounds painful.

Kylie thinks that people's wrists are called "owies" because she always has scratch marks on hers. If I tell her they are called "wrists," she just corrects me and says: "no mommy, they're owies." I especially can't stand it when I catch her whimpering and I ask what's wrong and her reply is: "My owies hurt. I need medicine." Yep, the word medicine has been part of her vocabulary for quite some time. We are constantly putting prescribed steroid cream on her. There is no cure for eczema, but it can be kept under control. Something else we have tried is bleach baths. We have heard about it from several different reliable sources and looked up the research on it before trying it. It is a very diluted bleach bath; the water is similar to pool water. Since it's so diluted, it's safe if the child drinks the water and safe if they get it in their eyes. It works because Eczema scratches can become infected with a type of staph bacteria, so the diluted bleach bath kill the germs to keep it from becoming infected. It's much better than keeping your child on antibiotics. Our doctor prescribed antibiotics for Kylie once because she was covered neck down in eczema wounds. It cleared up immediately, but everyone knows the danger of using antibiotics too often. Well, the bleach baths helped a lot at first. We were so happy. But once Winter came and the heaters were turned on, her skin became terrible looking again.

So now, we do Aveeno's oatmeal baths every once in a while. It does seem to soothe her skin a lot. The only problem is that the label says not to get the water in your child's eyes and to contact poison control if swallowed. So having Eve (who drinks bath water like it's kool-aid) in the oatmeal bath is out of the question. Eve loves baths and she would throw a fit if she saw her sister Kylie in the bath and she wasn't allowed to join her. So I can only give Kylie these types of baths when Eve is sleeping.

Those of you who have experience with eczema know that certain allergies "trigger" it. We haven't discovered any food, soap or fabric allergies that seem to make it worse. Our doctor finally gave us a recommendation to see a specialist at Children's Mercy, but the appointment isn't until mid-April. Hopefully we can find out more at that time. I do know that cow's milk allergy is pretty commonly associated with this skin condition. An interesting thing happened this week that made me wonder even more about the possibility of milk: Kylie started throwing up this week. She hasn't thrown up since she was literally 2 days old. She hasn't had a fever and she seems to be doing fine. Jason noticed that she was only throwing up when we were giving her milk to drink. I didn't believe him (I thought if milk was the problem, we would have noticed long before her second birthday) so I gave her some chocolate milk as a treat when we visited the Crown Center yesterday. Jason was not happy about that decision, but I thought that since it had been over 36 hours since she had thrown up, that she was over whatever it was. Well, I regretted my decision really quickly. We were shopping in the Crayola store when she lost her marbles all over the floor. Gross. She was so embarrassed, poor girl. I was embarrassed too, and those of you who know me know that it takes A LOT for that to happen. But it made me realize that maybe it was milk that was bothering her. So I did some more online research and I found out that she could be allergic to milk, which could have been triggering her eczema AND was causing her to start throwing up when it was in her system. So I'm taking her off milk, just to see what happens.

I'm very anxious to see that specialist in April. I have lots of questions.

EDIT/UPDATE: So Kylie is five now, and I'm doing a quick update on this post in case anyone is reading this later: The BEST thing we found out from the dermatologist at Children's Mercy hospital was... (drum roll please!)... vaseline! Just regular old petroleum jelly. Slather is on, especially after bathtime and it works. Seriously. Kylie's skin is so much better. Also we learned not to put any lotion on her, it will dry out her skin. The gel/oily stuff is the way to go because it locks in the moisture. We are now battling mostly with redness around her eyes, but the vaseline even helps that to some extent. They also put her on benadryl daily which helped a ton because it cut down on her itching, but I wasn't too fond of her being constantly on benadryl, so I've weaned her off and she now only takes it when she is really itchy. So I hope that helps someone out there with a similar problem! Also, she drinks milk all the time, I don't think it triggers anything. It really didn't do anything different when we took her off milk.

WWTS (What Would Tyra Say?)

She looked so cute all dressed up to go to her best friend's Josey 3rd birthday party. She had been asking about Josey all week, begging to go "play Josey's house." Every time we got in the car she asked: "Go see Josey? Please mommy?" Finally, it really was time to go see Josey. She helped pick out her dress and didn't complain as I pulled her hair back. She wanted to look "pretty to go see Josey." I told her how adorable she looked, so why didn't we take some pictures before we left? She was really excited by the idea, so she posed next to her favorite "picture taking wall." I snapped this little beauty...
... and was thinking what a great little mini photo session we were about to have.... until I realized that Kylie was in the mood for a SPEED photo session. She would pose really quickly, then run away quickly to another location where she would once again pose and run away: Besides running photos like the one above, I also got lots of shots of walls because once I adjusted my camera settings to a new location, she was gone. I won't post any wall pictures. I'm sure you can imagine what it would look like :).

There was ONE pose however, which she felt it was worth waiting for me to get ready. Here it is:

Just in case you didn't quite "get" it, here's the same photo, just zoomed in on her face with everything else cropped out:

Yep, she sure is special!

Oh and she also felt that I needed to get some pictures of her jumping. She made sure I was getting this on camera too. Little Miss Bossy Pants told me: "Take picture me jumping mommy!"

Yes, I need to clean that carpet. Her room was a little messy that day. She found a piece of paper on the floor and ran to the couch for me to take a picture of her "big teeth":

Then she decided it was more appropriate as a "mustache" (A word she learned from playing with her Mr. Potato head.)

How can you not laugh when you are around this silly girl!

Oh and I found another "modeling" photo that I took back in December:

I think Tyra would have been proud of that last one: interesting body pose, nice angles, intense eyes that aren't "mean", good connection with the camera... She did lose her neck, however. Oh well, hopefully Tyra wouldn't be too hard on her. She's only two years old.