Tonight was our evening with Miss Isabella.
We pulled out her pretty red dress and she insisted on having the tumers, which is what she has been calling her Easter gloves. I'm assuming because of the thumb that her mom was trying to teach her that each finger has a compartment in the glove - especially the thumb-kin.
So she gave me "one" shot at getting a good picture of her. The rest was just plain ol' silly.
She really was done with the first picture so she hid her eyes. Oh o.k. one more time.
This was the first time I've ever seen her do that. She threw her head back and put her hands in prayer position and closed her eyes. She was probably praying: "Oh Lord, Please make her stop!"
. . . and then, she was really done. She laid down and told me she was tired. Well, that was not much of a photo shoot, but she wasn't having it. Oh how fun. I thought she would have out grown this by now.
at the end of it all she comes towards me and says "My turn" and tries to grab my camera. She wanted to take my pictures. Seeing as my camera weighs more than she does, I don't think so. Maybe next time I'll get the point-n-shoot out.