In the last month, we’ve seen our congenial baby start to form some opinions. Sitting in the recliner? Eva knows there’s a pile of books within Mama’s reach, and we should be reading them right now. A purple toothbrush in sight? A certain baby knows that is her toothbrush, thank you. Time to eat? She’d like to do it herself, even if it takes all day.
Speaking of eating, did you know that snacks taste better when they are arranged in orderly lines?
I wonder where that trait came from. Not Mama, surely. Speaking of Mama’s side of the family:
That is a familiar expression. Follow Eva’s maternal family tree back several generations, and you will find a number of women who unconsciously make this face.
Silly babies. They give away all of your secret genetic tics.
Wow, does that expression ever look like your mother!
She is so cute! I can definitely see a lot of you and your mom in her the older she gets.
I love the phrase “genetic tics”!