The other morning I put Vanna in an outfit that my mother had given me. She'd saved it and told me I wore it when I was a baby. Unfortunately, I waited a bit too long to try it on Vanna. It was a bit small but while I was getting Vanna dressed I could invision my mother going through the exact same experience with me:
Vanna hates getting dressed, and now that she can get around much easier, she also hates holding still. It's always a bit of a fight to get her dressed in the mornings (I wish she would figure out that it takes longer to get her dressed when she fights me than if she'd just hold still:).
The whole experience was like I was seeing de-ja-voo for my mom. She probably went through the same thing around 24 years ago with me. So mom, these pictures are for you (do you recognize the outfit?):
Awww...the memories!!!
You'll laugh at this one but it was so hard to get a pix of the top ones. In this picture, Vanna's 4th tooth had just broken through but now, about a week later, her two top teeth are really visible. I think teeth change the looks of a baby a bit so as more and more come I'm anxious to see how our little Vanna will change.
