Foto Friday

Earlier this week, Norah was playing with my running shoes, and I thought it would make a cute picture for the blog, so I grabbed the camera and tried to snap a shot of her with my shoes. Instead, of cuteness, I got this: Which, I guess it takes a baby to make my size 5 shoes look big :) Anyway, once she realized I had the camera out, she ditched the shoes and came barreling at me:

I had to give up on trying to get her picture at that point since all she could focus on was grabbing the camera out of my hands. But later, she returned to the shoes, and I thought, "Aha! I'll get a cute picture this time!" However, she spotted me again and dropped the shoes, and by the time my slow-ass camera took the pic, you can see that she's shoving the shoes aside in favor of coming at me to tackle the camera:

And by the time she got to me, she had this devilish grin in her eye:

Later, when Jerry got home from work, I was telling him about how every time I tried to take a picture of her, she dropped whatever cute thing she was doing so that she could crawl over and nab the camera. "Really?" he asked, "So if I go get the camera, she'll come at me to get it?" "Yup, I guarantee it," I told him. So, this is what he captured:

Granted, she's not smiling, but note how she's just sitting there, not lunging at him with arms extended and the look of mischief in her eyes. Huh. Guess I should never utter the phrase "I guarantee it" when referring to a child; they will always make you look like an ass.

*And speaking of that little love nugget, she just bit me on the toe! Ouch. Did not see that one coming!