ANd I am going to let you guess which one totally let me dress her. And which one did some big time compromising to NOT wear jeans and a tee shirt on this beautiful Friday afternoon.
They are starting to pose so cute together. If you are my Facebook friend, then I am quite sure you recognize this stone fireplace as a backdrop.
This is the spot that they immediately go to EVERY morning when we are headed out to the car. They have it down pat now, so I just go with it. The day will come when they will no longer pose, so for now, I milk it for all it's worth!
They are even starting to pose like THIS for me from time to time!
And the occasional one of these...
But the day seriously got exciting when we went to Pops's school and he loaded us up and took us to the new Chick-Fil-A!
The one with the indoor playground!! The one Ellie wants to eat at every time we pull out of the driveway. When the old one was open, she NEVER wanted to eat there. But now that they have climbing stuff and a slide, she Loooooves Chick-Fil-A!
Surprisingly, they weren't that difficult to coerce out of the play area. I think these babies were hongry!
And here's Pops. We love it when he comes to town with us. He also had new kites from a recent trip he was on and the plan was to go back home and fly them!
Here's ol scarface. She has a perpetual scar on her forehead. Our neighbor, the ophthamologist who stitched her up two years ago when she originally injured it, saw her recently and said she would likely need some plastic surgery on it. I am convinced that the skull has actually changed shape and there is an internal "jag" that causes it to open every time she even bumps into something.
And while I'm on that scar, get this... Pops asked her how she hurt her head. She said,and I QUOTE!, "Dad threw on his brakes and I went forward and hit the back of his seat because he didn't have me buckled in the carseat."
I am calling BS!!
She actually bumped it one day at daycare! Had NOTHING to do with mom, dad or the car! I told Todd we are likely to be investigated when she gets to kindergarten!
And yet she can sit here and look so innocent!
Now this one IS innocent!
Sweet little thing. She may NEVER have to worry about going to kindergarten! I may have to homeschool her. She won't want to leave me, and I won't want her to go!
Gabbi just pats me and rubs my back when I pick her up. And repeatedly tells me "La you, mama". And then she takes both her hands, cups my cheeks with them, and puckers to kiss me right on the lips. Special, special girl!