Easter13, originally uploaded by theconnours.

This is my favorite picture of Blinn. The humor. The lighting. Those deadpan eyes. Blinn’s personality is coming through more and more each day and suddenly I feel very boring.

Yesterday I was making dinner in the kitchen and Blinn comes in with her pink “Pafu” (pacifier) in her mouth. Right now the rule is that Blinn only gets her pafu when she’s sleeping, and she knows this. So I tell her to go put her pafu in her “na-night”. (This is how we talk everyday. I should have gotten that English degree…)

So she leaves, and I’m assuming it’s to go put her pink pafu in her na-night. (Which she normally will do when asked because we’re pros at this whole child-rearing thing.)

Then she comes in a few minutes later, still with her pink pafu. I insist she puts it back. She leaves.

Comes in again with her pink pafu, I insist more sternly while trying not to laugh. Blinn smiles coyly and walks out on her tiptoes.

She comes in AGAIN with the same pafu, so I get down to her level and ask her if she wants to go na-night since she has her pacifier and that if she doesn’t want to go na-night she needs to go put that pafu back in the crib. She realizes I am serious and takes off to her room.

A few seconds later she come in with her WHITE pafu.

HELP.