we’re going through a little something here. specifically, we’re going through a phase where emma either hides her face from the camera (she says i can take pictures of her clothes as long as her head’s not in the shot) or makes this silly/ridiculous mugging grin… no big deal, right? they’re just pictures right? well, probably to somebody.

oh sure, i want the em to be herself…but i really do look forward to the daily zen of the camera + the kid + me, and it’s hard enough to capture anything decent in these gloomy frozen winter days. if that dumb groundhog was right and we’ve got six more weeks of winter, i’m just not sure i can carry on in the face of the hiding and the mug-making…

i’m so happy to have pictures of emma from nearly every day of her life; it’s my journal, my memory-book, my gauge of just where we were and what we wore and how we felt. if this is going to be the “awesome goofy face” section of the book, then i’m just going to have to roll with it (and take lots of sneaky candids when she’s not looking). i guess this will teach me how to keep calm and carry on when she someday reaches that awkward braces, acne, and gawkiness stage.