Today, as I was working on the finishing touches of some things to send to Benartex, Hazel took it upon herself to do a re-enactment photo of a picture I took of them a couple of years ago.
She loves this picture of Eliza and herself (so do I...which is why it's on my mousepad!) and today she rummaged through closets until she found both dresses and even the very same baby headband/hairbow that I didn't even know we still had!
Then she grabbed the mousepad and shoved it in my face, asking to take pictures just like it. Now, how on earth can I resist a request like that?
There's just no way.
Eliza was a really good sport about it, bless her heart.
She even let me take some portrait-style pictures of her, unbrushed pool-hair and all.
Seems like just yesterday that Eliza was Hazel's age, and now look at her. Sniff sniff...
...and it seems like just yesterday that this little munchkin was a babe-in-arms...sniff-sniff-triple sniff...
Hazel totally cracks me up - she is such a wild card. In some ways she's so tough and yet, when she sees a spiderweb (heaven help us if she sees the actual spider) she completely flips out! Here she is whimpering because there were a few silken filaments that I didn't catch before her ascent up the ladder.
Phew! Crisis averted.
If I send her out to play without doing the prerequisite wipe-down of anything resembling a spiderweb, I'll hear this blood-curdling S*C*R*E*A*M loud enough to wake the dead, and certainly loud enough to merit a neighbor running to the backyard to see who on earth has lost a limb or equivalent (it's happened, trust me...the neighbor part, not losing a limb).
And yet she'll attack a group of teenagers who have inadvertently taken the ball she was playing with on the playground. "Character" doesn't even begin to cover it.
As I was going through the photos from today, I was laughing at how many expressions that girl was pulling. Many of them were consecutive shots taken just a second or two apart...yes, she's a drama queen!
And you know what? I wouldn't have her any other way.
Speaking of not being bored, here's reason # 318.
Eliza's neighbor friend had a birthday, and Eliza told me the night previous to said birthday that she'd like to give her a present (AKA "Mom, will you make her something?")
So Eliza made her a friendship bracelet and I designed and made this dress for her doll. Because she didn't want to give her friend a (nice, easy) skirt. :-)
Actually I enjoyed the project...I just wish I didn't have to work on it in the middle of the night for a birthday the next day! But it turned out cute in my fabric, no? Please say yes.