Wintertime (sort of a long one)

Camille and I have been pretty well stuck inside for what seems like forever, just leaving the apartment for quick trips to the market or the drugstore. So goes winter, I guess. We've turned our focus a bit inward, finding the city too chilly, or most days not finding the city at all. I bundled us up to go to the Met last week for an hour or so of my favorite new museum sport, Camille chasing. She's got some new walking shoes but she's using them mostly to run. I think pretty soon I'll be one of those moms who puts their kids on a leash. I should have gotten some more pictures, but I was too busy keeping up! We're so lucky to have the museum, it lets me expand her otherwise 800-square-foot universe, and exposes both of us to beauty and change. She still favors the sculptures, even if she thinks all four-legged sculptures are of dogs (her dog says "fufff, fufff" I'm not sure if that's French or English).


Waiting for me to put my coat on, on the bench at the Met. Those are her awesome shoes.



I could slap myself for not taking more pictures the day our friends Ron and Trisha were in town from Atlanta and came by with Ron's sister, Sarit and Nate (who lives here now, yay!). We hung out around the apartment and ate sushi, everyone loved on Camille and she loved on everyone. This is the only picture I took, and it does a pretty good job of capturing the mood of the day, happy baby time.


Now to feature some birthday presents, brace yourselves for some cuteness:

Aunt Niki MADE her this apron! (I know, where does she get the time!?)



Aunt Jami gave her this rabbit dress.

My parents gave Camille this hoodie...



and these new jeans! In my eyes, a girl's most important piece of clothing.
Of course, they were a little too big for Camille, so after a few minutes we took them off and Camille repurposed her ribbon belt. My mom also made her the most amazing book about her family and how we all love her. I'll share pictures of that as soon as Cousin Julia turns one and gets her book, don't want to spoil her surprise.

And here's a birthday trick for you.


How old is Camille?