Monday, December 21, 2009

Impish Amelie

Look at this face. Tell me you don't see pure impiness. Innocent blue eyes? I think not!

In Amelie's bedroom, I gave her a pair of shoes and asked her to bring them to the shoe spot by the front door. She took them proudly, walked halfway to the door, then turned around and threw them down the laundry chute.

At Oma and Opa's, she chased the kittycat, saying "Khee! Khee!" Her whole body would shudder with joy when she got near the poor animal.

She really liked its tail.

What's that bruise and scratch on her perfect little cheek? Why, that's from knocking into a closing door. She also fell down a half staircase about a half hour later. We're good parents. We take good care of her. Really.

Oh, this picture of her chewing on a chef's knife? I'm sure it's photo-shopped. It would never happen. Really!

Don't believe me? Ask the imp herself. She knows the truth!

1 comment:

Maija N said...

Did you get your hair cut?