Baby rage

We had a rather uneventful weekend at the Famous Amys house. And by uneventful, I mean sick with colds. And just as Chris and I turned the corner, Taylor’s nose stuffed-up and I had to dig the booger-sucker out of the medicine cabinet. She has snot just streaming out of her face, making it impossible to eat, sleep or suck on her binky. Which, other than terrorizing Ruby and pulling everything out of her toy box, are three of her most favorite things.

So since we’ve been quarantined, and our normally mild Asheville weather has dipped below freezing, I’ve been spending my downtime eating peanut butter, improving the appearance of my toes and organizing digital photos. All at the same time. Impressed? Anyway, after a taking a trip down memory lane looking at all of Taylor’s pictures, I noticed that while 95-percent of all the images are adorable, I have managed to capture a few of her baby rages in the past nine months. And since I’m always posting pictures of her flashing that cheesy grin, I thought it only appropriate to show the evolution of Taylor’s ‘tude.

June 20th - Rage due to Momma being all up in her face with the camera:

July 14th - Rage due to Momma not pushing the button on her toy fast enough:

August 19th - Rage due to not wanting to be a princess:

September 27th - Rage due to not getting a long enough nap:

October 24th - Rage due to wearing a festive, matching bow and onesie:

November 29th - Rage due to not wanting to be a ballerina:

December 27th - Rage due to getting a face full of bubbles in the bathtub:

January 3rd - Rage due to her banana puffs rolling into the center of the table:

And, yes, while some may find this offensive, I find it rather amusing. Probably because she is laughing and cheesing 95-percent of the time. And as for the other five-percent... well, let’s just say it’s clear she comes from the Blackwell family.