This is a snapshot of Georgia, at two, dressed up in what had been my honeymoon nightgown. She claimed it from my closet, where I had let it become dusty and discolored from disuse.
That just about sums it up.
But not really the whole of it, not the best and most of it. Look at her coy and come-hither loveliness. She’s a decoy, my daughter, a decoy luring my husband and me to a place far gone from the honeymoon, a place of love and respect that is no romance, to be sure. But honest, and difficult, and workable. Serviceable, handy, constant, everyday.
That reminds of this post, which I present as a tribute to the man I love.
(I wonder what kind of hopeful, insistent, half-obsessed mother put the potty chair right there.)
You had to go and mention the potty chair, didn’tcha? Well, I’ve moved them (yes, them) out of the living room, at least and closer to the “real” potty.
Sigh.
Comment by Shannon — July 29, 2008 @ 8:40 pm
so adorable i can hardly stand it.
Comment by Wendy — July 29, 2008 @ 11:33 pm
Your daughter is absolutely beautiful.
Comment by Kristin H. — July 30, 2008 @ 12:14 am
Amazing how children change everything we have–especially honeymoon nightgowns.
Comment by mapelba — July 30, 2008 @ 5:38 am
i love that photo!
Comment by kyra — July 30, 2008 @ 7:33 pm
the potty chair… we’re just on the cusp of that and i was told we don’t really need it. i can put the baby right on the regular toilet. right? or wrong?
Comment by Sarah Yost — July 31, 2008 @ 3:17 am
She’s so beautiful!!
Comment by Shelli — August 1, 2008 @ 11:34 pm