When I started this blog, I made a great effort not to over-post my daughter. I thought of this blog as a separate entity, though I wasn't yet sure of what sort, and I didn't want it to be a "mommy blog" or an "adoption blog", since I'd already done that.
There was a point, obviously, at which my convictions, dam-like, began to crumble, and then avalanche. I'm not sure when I lost the will to keep her off of every page, but there it is.
Finally, I just gave up. There is nothing more photogenic, more mercurial, more animated, more eloquent, or more captivating than the my little man-cub and her many shining faces.
What can be done about it?
ps - while I love her Mowgli look, I do hope she sees fit to grow out of it before she turns 18, if only for the sake of social conventions.
Sézane’s Lovely French Pieces
2 hours ago