Toothwhale

On her baptism day

 

Just three still

We keep Magna Doodles in the car. Henry's gets tucked into the driver's side back seat pocket, and Harper's gets tucked into the passenger's side back seat pocket. Henry can reach his from his booster, but Harper can't reach hers from her carseat. If she wants to doodle, I reach around and hand it to her.

We were on the way home from school yesterday and Henry had just gotten started doodling when I overheard this conversation between them:

Harper: I want my Magna Doodle.

Henry: Harper, I think you're old enough to reach your Magna Doodle.

Harper: No, I'm not. I have short arms. I'm just three still.

Henry: Oh, brother.

And she's using it

On Sunday morning, Henry raced upstairs where I was getting dressed.

"M-O-M! M-O-M!" he shouted.

"WHAT?"

"Harper has your camera AND SHE'S USING IT."

I raced downstairs to take it from her.

When I downloaded photos from that day, I saw hers.

I'll say one thing: Like her mama, she likes to get close to her subject.

 

 

Project 365: Week 35

 

Yesterday Harper and I had six hours together, just the two of us. That's the way it'll be now on Tuesdays and Thursdays. We could have done lots more, but what we did do was fun. She made it good. We played our new I Spy Bingo game (lots more of that to come) and we went out to lunch. We never do that, but yesterday we did. Why not?

I read her the kids' menu and she chose her brother's favorite, peanut butter and jelly. She held her cup of milk tightly and found us a table. "This one is good for us," she said. "It has two seats and a pretty flower." The woman of a couple next to us asked, "Is she three?" 

Unmistakably.

I hope having this picture will help me remember her there forever.

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