Little Feet

I love everything about my little presh head.  Right now, though, I am drawn to her little feet.  

 When she first arrived her little feet were an unknown extension of her body.

Soon dexterity arrived and with it the discovery of the appendages that would change her life forever.

 At this point they simply served as rudders guiding the ship.

 And as items to explore while mommy did weird things with a black box.

 But now they are all important tools for mobility.

 They take us where we want to go.  And fast.  

I love EB's little feet.

At Last

At last, my love has come along

 My lonely days are over

And life is like a song

Oh, yeah, at last

The skies above are blue

My heart was wrapped up in clovers

The night I looked at you

For you are mine

At last

It happened.  The moment we (well, EB, really) have been waiting for finally arrived.  Ella Brooks is the proud new owner of a "gently used" Cozy Coupe.  

For all of you plastic toy hatin' folks out there, all I have to say is this:  look at the photographic evidence.  This child is in heaven.  When it was time to pull it into the garage and park it for the night, she cried.  She even whispered "night night" to it before I closed the door to the garage.  The sweet girl loves this new gift. 

And we love this sweet girl.  Thankfully, 16 is a long way off. . .