Fayeth

I have some really neat kids. I need to photograph them more often. Our Baby, Fayeth (sounds like FAITH) is just the best way to end our child producing years. She is a riot. She has her moments, of course and she has verbal issues, but I see that as all part of the chiari. She is not able to tell us when her head hurts.

She has a wicked sense of humor. And I do mean WICKED. She is SOOOOO me. As ornery as they come. She is absolutely rotten. And I CANNOT.STOP.LAUGHING. She is SOOO the baby. She gets away with so much more than the others would have. But also at this age I was able to carry on a conversation with Lindsay, Gabe and Hannah. Fayeth talks, but not like the twins and Hannah did so I forget sometimes how old she is. She is so funny and ticklish. Putting lotion on that child after a bath is like trying to pick up a seal smothered in baby oil. You go to rub lotion on her and she laughs and her legs give away.

She spends most of her day in a costume of some sort. Darren and I hope that these pictures are not of her future aspirations.






Thank goodness Daddy hunts....