
"Hello baby," I say as I climb out of the car.
"Hello baby," she replies with outstretched arms and chocolatey smile.

She smiled anyway.
And then we were off and running.
Run Lola Run.
I remember not too long ago when someone lovingly told me:
Just wait. There will come a time when even YOU won't be able to get all those Kodak moments anymore.
And I cursed her.
Because she was so right.
2 comments:
my daughter was like that.
all posey for a while then on the go. then one day i got the camera out again and she would be screaming at me mad and see the camera and strike a pose and a smile.
now i can't get her face out of it. her myspace is littered with photos of herself in the bathroom mirror, pictures of her at the desk, it's endless.
What a beautiful, happy picture.
I've gotten plenty of "on the go" pictures of Moe where she's more blurry then kid lately. It must be the age.
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