The 52 Project 2014: 4/52

the 52 project2“A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014. My goal for the year: highlight her most recently acquired and/or favorite skill, activity, or milestone, in hopes to document her blossoming personality and mind as well as her physical appearance. ” See my series HERE.

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Mia: There’s a saying that reads, “A picture is worth a thousand words.” In the case of this week’s portrait, this phrase is utterly appropriate but only Mama would know this to be true. This portrait supports my efforts to not only document your changing appearance each week, but to capture your evolving personality and interests. Here’s the photo breakdown:

Looking at hand: You touched your slide in our backyard and realized how dirty it is. You weren’t pleased. One of your pet peeves is getting gunk on your hands, but only when it’s unintentional. You don’t mind so much if you’re purposely playing in the dirt, sand or dumping water all over the place with your little buckets. But…when you’re eating, God forbid the tiniest bit of food get on your fingers, the highchair tray or even your bib! It must be removed immediately before you can continue to eat. When you fall down outside, you freak out a little when you see the dirt and gravel on your hands and you rush over to Mommy to wipe them off on. Wearing a fanny pack stuffed with napkins sure would make my life easier these days, or better yet, I should make you wear it. Hmmm…

Red fingernails: For the past month or so, you’ve been requesting your nails to be painted (like Mommy’s). You love to shuffle through my container of nail polishes and shake each one to hear that little ball inside hit back and forth. The only time you ever sit as still as can be, is when you’re sitting on Mama’s lap getting your nails did. You watch as I hold and paint each finger and then give me a minute or two of more stillness so I can blow on them. You look at your finished nails and say “pitty” (pretty). You let me paint your toes, too. You often examine your nails throughout each day, saying “Mama” (as well as “pitty”) because you know Mama painted them for you.

Ragged bunny: Your “mommy” (bunny) is your prized possession, best friend, companion, soul mate, most beloved and treasured thing that you own. You don’t go anywhere without “mommy.” And why do you call it “mommy?”…I don’t know. You can say your “B” words just fine, but for some reason, “mommy” has stuck. I don’t get confused over who you want/need because I am called “Mama.” Anyways, you take each nap with your bunny and fall asleep every night by her side. She travels with you each time you leave the house, she sits with you in your highchair while you eat and comforts you when you’re sad or hurt. I usually discourage taking her in the backyard to save her from getting completely filthy, but this particular afternoon in this portrait, you insisted. I tried including you in the washing process of bunny one day. That was a mistake. You were very interested in watching her go into the washing machine and seeing her swish around, but once you realized you had to leave her there until the wash was through, you were beside yourself. You pretty much fussed and cried during the whole washing and then drying procedure. We had to revisit her many times until she was all done and ready for cuddling again. Honestly, I dread the day that we lose her or leave her behind. Daddy doesn’t like how much you depend on your bunny and thinks it’s unhealthy. I think it’s sweet. You don’t have any siblings to play with and we don’t visit other children often, so the fact that you have a best bud in the form of a bunny is fine by me. She soothes you in ways that Mommy and Daddy can’t, and I’m okay with that.

The Slide: This slide was a hand-me-down from friends of ours. It’s been sitting untouched in our backyard for months, gathering dirt and cobwebs. Over the past week or two I’ve been taking you to different parks around the neighborhood, taking advantage of this beautiful southern California weather. You’ve been down a slide before while Mommy or Daddy securely hold you until your feet reach the ground. It wasn’t until last week or so that you went down a slide by yourself…and loved it. Mommy joined you a few times, too, down the big ones. Now, the slide in our backyard has been receiving a bit more attention. You have the interest and the confidence to play on it. You still need complete supervision when on it, but it’s opened up a whole new range of play and exploration.

Amazing just how much this seemingly meaningless photo really says about you lately.

And just for fun, here’s a look at this week’s portrait from LAST YEAR (2013)…

4week 2013

Like last year, each of my weekly posts will include the following list of my favorite few portraits from the week prior at Practising Simplicity’s linkup. You can check out the rest of the entries from week 3 here.

  • Fields of Sage: Yet again, I’m floored by yet another amazing entry (3rd week in a row). LOVE this nutella loving nudist!!!
  • Lamb Loves Fox: This photo blog has been a favorite of mine for some time, now. These portraits are stunning, as usual.
  • Little Red Vikings: The 3rd portrait of Mila is so heartwarming. Bubbles are a favorite around my home, too.
  • Milk Please Mum: Oh that 3rd portrait of Eliot and his spraying water hose! The lighting, the mist, the expression…priceless :)



  1. Such an honour to be included in your list again Misty – thank you! Your little girl is just adorable! x

  2. Hello from Jodi’s page.
    What a cutie! MY nephew is the same, any bit of food gets on his hands while he is eating and he is not happy! He is always wiping his hands clean!

  3. what a cutie she is!

  4. Wow, this is a beautiful post. It’s so wonderful you’re doing it so your daughter can look at it when she grows up!

    • Thank you, Tina, for your lovely comment and for visiting my blog. Funny how back in the day, baby books were made. Now it’s all online. I still hope to gather as much as I can for an actual, tangible book for us one day.

  5. I love watching this little girl grow up….

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