This is Josephine. She is a performing artist. She likes to sing. She likes to dance. She likes to wait until the last possible minute before peeing her pants -- save that one for another day.
Occasionally, the Mayor of Poogieville leaves the family camera within reach of our pint-sized third child. Josie never misses an opportunity to take the camera and make her way through a photo session. Our camera is usually filled with shots similar to those below.
As a tribute to Josie's hard work, I wanted to let you all enjoy a small sample of our little girl's work.
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| Josephine Elise, a self-portrait. |
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| The shadow marks the future location of numerous self-imposed bruises and cuts. |
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| Joey with a quick snap of Mom and the device that is slowly killing her -- the iPhone. |
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| The leather chair. Joey must have felt close to this chair since she is the only child who naps in the chair longways and still fits inside of it. |
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| Hardwood floors. Joey also naps on these. We haven't figured that one out yet. |
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| The lipstick is supposed to go on the lips. For Joey, it's more of a chin dressing. |
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Me: "Give me the camera, Jo"
Joey: "Say cheese!"
Me: "No." |
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| The couch. Another napping location. |
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| The floor in the laundry room. Joey is clearly in her photographic geometry period. |
