overlooked.

I've never understood when I read on other photographer's blogs about old pictures they've just gotten around to proofing. I'm pretty much a grab the memory card, race to the computer, download, proof, and post kind of girl. I'm so addicted to instant gratification it's not even funny. So I was a little surprised when I was backing up old files and found these two gems. Honestly you guys, if it hadn't been for the date of the folder they were in I wouldn't have even known when they were taken. Before Ephraim? After Ephraim? Who knows. As it turns out they were taken in January when I was still very much in the newborn with a crazy mama phase. Man was I pretty much just a wreck. Feel free to tell me that I hid it well. The internet can do wonders dontcha think?

Anyway, here's our sweet Pi'bears having a tea party in her winter finest. She loves this little teaset she got from her JoJo and Papa for Christmas.





While we're on the subject of that little stinker I figured it's about time for an update on her craziness.

- She's obsessed with all things princess and castle and kingdom. She tells me daily that she's going to meet the prince or that she's doing work in her castle. She even calls herself "Princess Pi'bears" or "Cinderella Lorraine Pi'bears Cobb", neither of which she got from me. Am I some sort of prophetic genius or what?

- Along the same lines, she has a new favorite prayer in her prayer book. Coincidentally (yeah, right) it happens to be situated on the same page spread as a picture of a little girl in bed (a princess) with an angel hovering above (her fairy godmother). Every night without fail she turns right to that prayer and demands that we all "take a look at that." We must fixate on it for a few minutes before we can actually begin the prayer. I recently asked Brent what kind of skewed Christianity we were teaching this child to which he responded, "uh, we took her to Disneyworld on Easter. What do you expect?". We've got some spiritual splainin' to do I think.

- At her insistence we've been listening to Christmas music in the car for the last month. Excuse me, I mean "the songs about KissMiss."

- She's all about playing pretend or in Pi'bearese, "prettytend".

- The girl who carried around a dead cicada for days on end last summer has decided that this summer she's going to be deathly afraid of those. Daily I hear her scream, "Uh-OH! It's ONE OF THOSE! When is Mr. Jason coming???" Yes, she knows the bug guy by name. If he gets rid of our ants once and for all I'm pretty sure he'll be her new best friend.


Just a little glimpse into her spunk and spirit at 2 1/2.