Weezie is twenty months old today. This is a picture of her cajoling me to retrieve a large doll from the doll bench at my neighbor Janet’s house. She is not sure of her ground yet as it is our first visit, but the doll is a lovely one, almost as tall as Weezie, so she is pretty determined to get her hands on it. She has a certain innate sense of manners, decorum, protocol even; I hope it lasts. Unless of course it causes her to be trampled by the thundering herd (that’s where I have to teach her to be assertive and demanding like I tried to do with her mother. Unfortunately the only person my daughter is able to bring herself to make demands on is me. But maybe I will do better with Weezie. The little princess.)
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Every time I show her this photo, Wheezie laughs her head off. She's also obsessed with your cropped mug shot where you only reveal one eye.
I must remember to read my own blog for comments from time to time, sorry for delay. It pleases me to know she recognizes herself, and my mug/eye. Wonder if she has noticed she is my screen saver (in a great shot wearing her lime green raincoat)?
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