Daily Photos: Day 342

Sunday, December 7th

Who dares to approach my crib?

Oh, you again... with the camera.

I asked Ben to make Izzie laugh and he grabbed her hands.

She thought it was hilarious. This is generally what she thinks about Ben, unless he's trying to get something away from her. Then she will throw herself down on the floor on top of it so he can't grab it, and scream at the top of her lungs. She's already learned that those kinds of sounds get attention very quickly, and often lead to Ben having to return what he's taken. I feel like she's at the stage Ben was at when Izzie started crawling and he realized she could get his toys. If she came within three feet he would start to yell, (or scream, depending on his mood) "No Izzie, no!" Then we would look over... and she'd still be way across the room, not even close to grabbing anything. It was like a pre-emptive panic attack; if I panic now, while she's still far away, maybe she'll turn back. These days if Ben looks too closely at anything she's holding she assumes he's going to (try to) take it...but often rightly so.