If Sammy knows that you have cameras around, she will ask if she could take 'a' picture. If you say yes to the request, 'a' picture becomes 40 pictures. And the camera will be left on laying on the floor underneath the book Goodnight Moon. (I must say, though, that she's pretty good at centering the subject in the frame!)
This is what happens if you don't watch out! After this, she wanted to keep doing it by pulling off each of my socks, then she started tugging on my pant leg all the while thinking that she'll fall backwards each time.
Little one came over the other day in this cute little outfit. It absolutely adorable! Isn't it funny that while little babies can get away with these clothes, grown ups can't? (Or shouldn't even try?)
The other day, Mommy sent me a video she had taken of Olivia being fed some very small pieces of BBQ ribs. Olivia loved it...well, duh? Pork Ribs? BBQ'd? OF COURSE she would. Anyway, I remarked that I was surprised that they just didn't give her a rib bone and let her go to town.
This video I got the very next night. You can see that Olivia is the type of person people like to cook for. She really gets into her food, you might say. Check out the shiney-ness on her belly.....you might think that it is grease, but knowing our little one, I'm sure that it's all DROOL.
(You also can hear Sammy in the background wanting to take a picture. She is now into her Photojournalist Phase....)
Papa took Sammy with him up to the pet store to pick up another pet crate. While there, he took her over to see the fish, and guinea pigs, and oh, wait for it....mice. Of course Sammy wanted to touch it, to hold it..."Can I have it?" Sure you can, but you have to keep it at your house, Sammy. Suffice to say, said mouse stayed at the store. We don't want our only son to disown us.
If you can read what her little shirt says? It says, "Let me eat cake". What they forgot to add to this was the postscript of, "Or anything else that comes near my mouth." "Or I'll yell my head off if you're eating and not sharing with me"
And on the backside of her little ruffled pants is an adorable rhinestone.....as befitting a Princess.
The earliest precursors to ballets were lavish entertainments given in the courts of Renaissance Italy. These elaborate spectacles, which united painting, poetry, music, and dancing, took place in large halls that were used also for banquets and balls. A dance performance given in 1489 actually was performed between the courses of a banquet, and the action was closely related to the menu: For instance, the story of Jason and the Golden Fleece preceded the roast lamb. The dancers based their performance on the social dances of the day.
The Italian court ballets were further developed in France. Le Ballet Comique de la Reine (The Queen's Ballet Comedy), the first ballet for which a complete score survived, was performed in Paris in 1581. It was staged by Balthazar de Beaujoyeux, a violinist and dancing master at the court of Queen Catherine de M‚dicis. It was danced by aristocratic amateurs in a hall with the royal family on a dais at one end and spectators in galleries on three sides. Since much of the audience saw the ballet from above, the choreography emphasized the elaborate floor patterns created by lines and groups of dancers. Poetry and songs accompanied the dances.
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Most French court ballets consisted of dance scenes linked by a minimum of plot. Because they were designed principally for the entertainment of the aristocracy, rich costumes, scenery, and elaborate stage effects were emphasized. The proscenium stage was first adopted in France in the mid-1600s, and professional dancers made their first appearance, although they were not permitted to dance in the grand ballet that concluded the performance; this was still reserved for the KING and courtiers.
The court ballet reached its peak during the reign (1643-1715) of Louis XIV, whose title the Sun King was derived from a role he danced in a ballet. Many of the ballets presented at his court were created by the Italian-French composer Jean Baptiste Lully and the French choreographer Pierre Beauchamp, who is said to have defined the five positions of the feet. Also during this time, the playwright MoliŠre invented the comdie-ballet, in which danced interludes alternated with spoken scenes.
Just kidding. sorta. I had just finished painting Sammy's toenails Fire Engine Red (thinking of you, Papa!) and she needed to stay there until they dried and not walk around on the white-ish carpet. And no, I did not let her paint mine.
Olivia was so very much entranced with playing with the water bottle that when Mommy picked her up from her sitting on the ground, Olivia kept her legs out as if she were still sitting. She did this four or five times as we all laughed.....
Sammy would put her finger into her mouth and then let Olivia taste her finger. After Olivia tasted it, back it went into Sammy's mouth. Back and forth, back and forth. Good thing they don't have any colds.
After Sammy tried on this dress it was apparent that the rest of them were still too big for her. This one, though, she thought that she should be dancing in it. I let her dance to her heart's content until she stumbled and went down. She didn't hurt herself but I thought that if I wanted to keep the dress in one piece, it needed to be hung back up and not used for the prima ballerina....yet.
Yes, I operate an assembly line for meals. I have to! While Sammy is more than capable to sit at the counter or table to eat, she does not want to be left out of the immediate vicinity. She wants to be front and center with the other two carpet frogs. It is a wild ride here during feeding times!
Sammy is such a big help when Camden is over. She loves to entertain him, me, or Olivia. I have to block off the staircase because while he knows how to climb UP, the coming down is still a work in progress. This is what I crawl over each time I need to go upstairs or come downstairs. And this xylaphone that the kids are playing with? Pounding on? They love to pound together on it. And if Camden is playing it, Sammy is dancing to it. Tylenol, anyone?
but she wanted to take this dress off fast because it was 'pokey me'. This was her auntie's dress when she was a little girl. I had Sammy try it on to see if a size 4 was too big. It was. And I wanted her to try it on because I'm a sentimental fool.
Now that Sammy's younger cousin is crawling (and fast!) she really has to move when she plays with the car otherwise Camden is all over it. Sharing is not in our vocabulary these days. Well, it is in her vocabulary, but she prefers to be Queen over all she sees.
This is kind of hard to see, but Sammy now wears PRINCESS! PANTIES! That's right, PRINCESS! PANTIES! Not to be confused with Dora the Explorer panties, but real live Disney princesses...Belle, Cinderella, and Sleeping Beauty. Now, doesn't that just make your day?