Back on the Scooter Again
Christian had karate this afternoon.
Mike took Michaela on an errand.
Eliana and I looked at one another and said,"What shall we do?!" She wanted to clean the house from top to bottom, but I said,"All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy!"
She said,"Who is Jack?"
Actually, she said,"Can we go for a walk? Can I ride my scooter?"
Who is this kid that I'm having conversations with? Wasn't she just latched onto me yesterday, and wasn't I just changing her poopy diapers? All right, so things haven't changed in every way (the latch looks a little different, yet she is often regarded as a permanent attachment to my hip) (and she does pee on the potty!) but still...she's like a teenager sometimes, only very short.
We went out to the garage and got her gear, and then headed around to the sidewalk.
Can I tell you how spectacular I thought it was when I realized that she was pink-purple-pink-purple-pink from her helmet to her scooter?
Often Eliana is quite a poser for me...she likes to see the picture that I take, after all. Today? She was silly. I would say,"Where is Eliana?" She would say,"I'm right here!" and point to the holes in her helmet that were pulled down covering her eyes. Clever, really.
This is the smile I wanted to capture, minus the blurry, eh?
But this happened...
and then this followed...
and apparently this could not be avoided...
with a grand finale of...
Trees! Trees are still! Trees do not smile or cover their faces or turn their backs!
And yet, I think I would rather have the wiggly girl in my photo anytime.
Blur and all.
Reader Comments (5)
She is so cute! :) Who cares about blur? :)
Good job "capturing the moment". Goodness she is getting big!
I highly approve of that color scheme. I might be forced to steal your daughter's outfit. And scooter. Then lose roughly 80 pounds.
It's a pretty in-depth plan.
Like.
Amen!