Symmetry

Symmetry is beautiful.  At least that's what they say.  I don't know who they are, but they say it.  Therefore, it must be true.

And apparently Blair agrees.

While shopping at a children's clothing store in Gulfport last week, Blair stopped running around the store momentarily to play with the Lego area they had set up.  This alone is enough to melt her dear father's heart. 

She needed some assistance gathering the stray Lego blocks, a task to which I gladly obliged.  Then I sat back and watched.  She began to assemble the blocks on the table in a intriguing fashion that grabbed my attention right from the start.  I made sure not to interfere because my curiosity was desperate to see her finished product would be.  When she was done, this is what I saw.

If you can't tell, the arrangement of the block is perfectly symmetrical!  And, no, it's not a fluke.  Betty Clair has just been so blessed in life that she will be afforded the honor of spending years and years with two obsessive-compulsive minds in her home.  Life is sweet!

Random Acts of Blair

Blair and I were discussing my blog content the other day, and she told me about this new idea she had.

See, that's her having an idea.  Although she doesn't look too thrilled about it, I can assure you that she was at the time.  (By the way, I hope you stocked up on these kinds of "ideas" since they're no longer legal.  I have!)

Anyway, her idea is for me to get on here and post a single picture of something she has done that I was quick enough to capture before it ended, or as usually happens, got destroyed.

So, without further ado, here is a picture of how I found my gym shoes the other day.

I'm not entirely sure that Blair is to blame for this "random act," but I have some pretty strong suspicions.  Betty Clair is generally pretty good about leaving the clothes on her Barbie dolls during playtime because she is mature enough to know that Barbie shouldn't be running around the house that way.  Blair, however, is still a bit naive about normal societal parameters as they pertain to public nudity.  She will learn in time.

Thoughts of a Toddler

There are many times during the day when Blair makes a facial expression that leaves me desperate to know just what thoughts are running through her curious, mischievous young mind.  Smiles, frowns, and everything in between seem to indicate many different emotions, and I would give anything to be able to understand what is happening underneath those blonde curls (no matter how fleeting each idea may be).  Therefore, I would like to ask for some assistance.  I am posting pictures below that show different looks and I will briefly describe what I assume my daughter is thinking.  Let me know if you think it's accurate.

"I am only ONE month old.  How many photographs is this crazy woman going to take of me?"

"This satsuma is a little larger than the rest.  It reminds me of my bald head." 

OR 

"I see a better one up there, but my dad is too short to get it."

"Could you please wipe the snot off my face before awkwardly lifting me up to take this photo?"

"I love my Gus Gus so much."

Gus the cat:  "She looked so sweet and innocent when they brought me home.  I suppose it's still a better option than euthanasia."

I honestly have no idea what she was thinking here.  She ran around Bellingrath Gardens making this expression for a while, but I have no knowledge of its origin.  Is she casting spells, breathing fire like a dragon, or just being odd like her mother?

"I'm so bored here that I would be more entertained watching my hair grow."

"It's funny that my dad is wasting time taking pictures before he goes to work because I'm fixing to dirty my diaper and make him late."

"My parents are terribly irresponsible for leaving me on this fence while they take a nap.  I don't even have on sunscreen!"

"OMG, my BFF is totes cray cray for that last Snapchat."

"I smile when I remember who my dad is."

"I LOVE YOGURT!"

"Wow, Evie, that really is a fascinating story about heroes!  Your life is so full of adventure!"

"Yo, Mom, why you holdin' that other baby?"

"All these other kids must have visually impaired parents if they chose these outfits.  As for me, I look good!"

"ZZzzzz....."

"Of course I eat them, Donavan.  Cold hot dog slices are a delicacy down here in south Alabama."

"Poppa is laughing right now, but he doesn't know I'm about to whack him in the back of the head with this shovel."

"It's Selfie Sunday!"

"LSWho?"

"This long haired redneck better not touch my cheese sticks."

"Thanks, Dad, for letting me help wash your truck.  Mom will be glad that you made me change clothes before playing with the water hose this time."

"I'm getting really close to walking and this place will never be the same once that starts!  Insert evil laugh."

OR

"I have gas."

"I hope he doesn't take me to the top of a skyscraper."

"I see my dad over there. He is super duper awesome.  I'm so blessed to have inherited his good looks."

"So, THIS is how I'm going to spend the evening?  With my weird shirtless cousin drinking Kool-Aid in an ice chest?  That's the third time this week!  Sigh..."

"They see me rollin', they hatin'."