I apologize in advance for the glut of photos. Reagan did an amazing job and every time I think I've found the one I love, I find another one I love! Even as I press publish I'll be thinking I should have added the few I've left out. It's hard to make pig tails, big blue eyes and a dashing smile look bad, but Reagan really captured her essence. And now for the eye candy:
The quilt is one Katrina gave her when she was born. The pig was BJ & Jeanne's gift for her along with a copy of If You Give a Pig a Pancake. Mom was on hand to help out and I really loved that two sets of grandparents were represented. Not to be morbid, but we never know how long they'll be in her life! I want to capture the moments while they still are around.
Those eyes!!!
Oh those eyes...
This one is the essence of their relationship. Sydney's just her little shadow that follows her around. Mom has boundless energy as she shows her the world. Then there's the adorable pig! SO much love for this picture!
Peeking!
The money shot. At the end of the day, she's still a baby.
For her dinner celebration, Sydney seemed happy to get presents...
...but not to turn 2.
I know I'm guilty of babying her a bit much. Hearing her cry when Brent puts her down tugs on my heartstrings enough that I've sprung her more than once (and much to Brent's chagrin). It seems that as her vast vocabulary increases minute by minute, so does her sass. She knows how to stand up for herself in the face of 3 older sisters. Sydney isn't terribly keen on anyone other than me, including Brent and the girls. I guess we are kind of selfish that way, she likes my company and I like indulging her now and again. For some reason, I really get a kick out of seeing those two go head to head. Everyone comments on how much they look alike. It's such a battle of wills, and I'm never sure who's going to win.
I sense this coming year isn't going to be an easy one. Potty training is on the horizon along with cutting some nasty molars. It's time to get rid of the binkies (oh how I will miss those long naps!). Sydney and Gita are so close in age, clothes are becoming an issue. Gita has a hard time seeing Sydney in something she wore last week... and they really get catty over shoes. Ahhh sisters!
1 comment:
Oh the amount of cuteness is almost too much to handle! That peacoat and her concentration walking over the bridge made me full on girly sigh. I've never wanted girls. Ever. But there are times seeing yours that I'm almost convinced it wouldn't be all bad to have one.
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