New Camera = More Pictures

Our new camera came on Friday. I'm really excited about all the possibilities. I'm still learning how to actually use all the settings, in which setting it's best to use shutter speed priority and which is best to use aperture priority. I've already learned how to change the ISO and the white balance. This camera thing can't be that complicated. Anyway, I'm sure none of you care about the camera stuff. Here's some pictures of Eleanor:

About 50 times a day, Eleanor will come to me with a concerned look on her face and point her fingers together. Finally I figured out this is how she lets me know she wants to sing The Itsy, Bitsy Spider.

 

She always gets excited when we sing it.


Last night during bath time, Eleanor was being modest, and very proud of her modesty.


Bed time has become a bit more interesting lately. It all started with a monkey that Eleanor got for Valentine's Day. Now she has to have eight to ten stuffed animals or dolls with her when she goes to bed. Today it was three babies, a Star-bellied Sneetch, a red monkey, a small teddy bear ("Bubba"), and Totoro (a character from a Japanese animated film).

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Daddy really likes the new camera too.

"Turkey babies!"

The adventures of the orange hooded adventure-girl continue. Thanks to Mimaw and Papaw Wyers (Matt's parents) for the borrowed camera and the turkey-house tour for Eleanor. More stellar photos to come when our own new Canon Digital Rebel XT arrives on Friday.

Happy Groundhog's Day!

Eleanor and I spent a long time this morning getting ready to go out and play in the snow. The total time we spent playing in the snow was less than five minutes. It had started melting by the time we went out and it was wet and mushy. The first thing she did was pick up a handful of snow (she has mittens, but hates wearing them).

Then she showed me the snow she found.

Then she was distressed that it didn't all get off of her. I think I should have called it ice, since that's a word she knows and loves.


In warmer news, Eleanor's Grandfather made this little desk for her. He had made little desks similar to this for my brother and me when we were little. I asked if those were still around. He found my old desk, but it was not good enough for Eleanor. She loves her little desk and will sit in it to read, eat, play with Play-Doh, play with other toys, or just to sit. She seems to have a system of "tables" now with her desk, the ottoman, the toilet lid, and a cabinet that used to hold our tv. All of the "tables" are about the same height. Various objects are constantly rotated through the system of "tables." The other day I walked into the bathroom and found waiting for me on the toilet lid a toy frog, a baby bottle, some lotion, a hair clip, and a tube of diaper rash cream.



Sometimes she even shares her desk with me.