Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Like Grandfather, like granddaughter
When I was little, my dad painted every surface of our house. It took him years. When he was working on the woodwork, especially, he would stick out his tongue and contort his mouth in a really weird way. If I brought attention to this, he would overexaggerate and it would always make me and my brother laugh.
I forgot about this until I had Ella. As she is learning to write words, or while she is manipulating Playdoh, she does the same thing.