My favorite little model is growing up before my eyes. She’s picking up new words every day and even spent the better part of yesterday calling Jeff, “Hun” instead of Dada or Daddy. She’s still very much a Mommy’s girl and prefers me to everyone else. She’s affectionate and isn’t stingy with her hugs or kisses. She speaks and understands English and Spanish, knows a bit of sign language, and a few words in Korean and Mandarin.When she’s thirsty, she’ll ask for agua or juice.
Ever since she was a little baby, Ellie would touch my chin with her finger and stare intently at it. It took me months to realize that she was touching the little freckle on my chin. How she noticed that small little mark on my face is beyond me. She still does it and the other day she called it a button which made me laugh. She walks with her hands daintily poised up in the air. And when she wants you to sing the itsy bitsy spider to her one more time she sweetly asks, “mas?”
She can say ABC and 1, 2, 3. She finally started sleeping through the night at 16 months. Hallelujah.
I made the mistake once of giving her the lollipop that comes in my WHCC print packages. Now, every time she sees me by the front door opening a brown cardboard box, she toddles up to me, squats next to the package and intently waits for her lollipop. I now have to hide boxes and open them in private.
When Ellie’s hungry, she’s look at me and say, “Nom, nom?” The one time we gave her chocolate ice cream she practically screamed, “Nyummy!” inbetween every single bite as if she’d never had anything so delicious in her whole entire life.
If Jeff whispers something to me in the middle of the night and Ellie hears it, she’ll turn over will pause and then whisper back to us wanting to be included in the conversation. And then there’s no stopping her. She’ll whisper half the night away. If we laugh, sometimes she’ll fake laugh right along with us. It sounds nothing like her real laugh which makes it all the funnier.
You absolutely love seeing other children and babies. Even if you see a 6 year old running by, you will call him or her a baby. I have to remind you that you are the baby. Not the big kids running around.
When I took this next image, Jeff told me not to get him in the shot because his hair was a mess. When I got my film back from Richard Photo Lab and showed him this picture complained, “Thanks for cutting me out of the picture.” Wha?? Oh. No. You. Didn’t. I had to remind him that he’d wanted me to cut him out. He only vaguely remembered. LOL! Men!
All images taken with my Contax 645 on Fuji 400H film and processed by Richard Photo Lab.