I was going to post just one of these, but I couldn’t fight the cuteness.
I think we might need to clear everything out of our living room and turn it into a roller rink.
Category Archives: Lisa
in the presence of our queen
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Dear Future Nora,
Yesterday, Heather B. Armstrong pinched your chubby leg and squealed. Because you are just that cute.
Unfortunately, at the time you had the stinkiest, poopiest diaper in the history of ever. But…maybe she didn’t notice.
Sincerely,
Mommy
P.S. Don’t say I never introduced you to any famous people.
rocking out
Have you ever seen someone so excited to be in a rocking chair?
snake charmer
My mom bought Nora this extremely realistic pink rubber snake at the zoo. Who knew it would become her favorite toy?
boop!
Nora makes so many different expressions now–I can’t get over what a big personality she has stuffed into that tiny little body. She was kind of sad when I started taking these pictures, so I cheered her up by making a bunch of crazy noises (as one does). In the photos where she’s leaning to the side, she’s trying to look around the camera to see how I’m making that “boop, boop” sound.
This is what she likes.
My little Nora, someday you will be glad you have this video of you and Great Grandma Gorgeous. Between now and then, I’ll just enjoy how cute you are, banging on your high chair tray.
but she looks fierce!
Our little camera hound has suddenly turned coy. Too many episodes of America’s Next Top Model?
Nora is fascinated with grass. I sat her down in the center of the blanket, and she leaned waaaay over so that she could almost reach it, and then toppled over, wriggled onto her stomach, and picked a handful. Then she whined until I sat her back up again so that she could examine her bounty in comfort. Lather, rinse, repeat.
she’s coming to get you, Barbara
Nora doesn’t want to go anywhere unless it’s walking with Dad.
Here’s more of the same–except more awesome, because she says “mama” and then comes out of the screen and kills you, like on The Ring.
Mother’s Day
Blake gave me a new camera for Mother’s Day, so I got things started right by taking a super close-up shot of him cooking his famous chili.
We went up to the cabin to hang out with my side of the family for a while, and Nora got thoroughly spoiled by my mom, Dave, and Angie (who aren’t this blurry in real life).
We drove back down the canyon and over to Blake’s parents’ for dinner, and I took some pictures of his family for Nora’s little photo book. Welcome to the internet, guys!
toothbrush
