This face...

Must be hereditary because both of you girls do it.   

 


xoxo, the mama

Giggles and smiles and all things happy

Dear Phoebe (aka Pheebs, aka Pheebadoo, aka Goosey, aka Honkers), You are The. Smiliest. Baby. Ever.  Seriously, I come in to get you in the morning - all smiles.  We eat breakfast- giggles galore.  Changing the diaper- laughing all the while.  I hope this is a glimpse into your future disposition, because this mama can't get enough of you.  

I take dozens of pictures of you everyday, and when I go back to edit the ones where you aren't happy- there are hardly any to be deleted.  My favorite is when you start to giggle hysterically and you arms and legs flail around.   

Mama and Pheebs, smiling of course

Loving kisses on those cheekys!

Eating spinach for lunch and happy as can be

xoxo, the mama

Hair cut!

Dear Zoe, this week I took you to get your very first haircut.  I have been resisting the urge to get it cut for months now but not sure why I was, it was long overdue.  You were such a big girl at the salon.  You got to pick out a movie to watch, you sat very patiently while the lady cut (and blow dried!) your hair.  You walked away with a new toy and a balloon.  Pretty nice deal.

Pretty girl getting her hair done

Zoe's new do

I think part of the reason why I didn't want to get it cut was because I felt the need to preserve some of your babyhood.  These days, with your strong opinions and wild imagination, it seems like you are growing up leaps beyond your 2 years.  But then there are little glimpses into how little you are like how you call elevators "alligators" and how you ask me to make you a scooby (smoothie) but call your scooby doo toothpaste "smoothie doo" that remind me that you are still my little baby girl, and always will be.  

xoxo, the mama