Six

Miss L’s sixth birthday fell on a Saturday this year. Between Halloween, Quilt Market and bad weather, I didn’t get around to taking her birthday portraits until last week. Exactly one month after her birthday, to be precise.

It’s amazing how much she’s changed in only one year. Two new teeth. Less of that baby face. Reading. (Reading!) And much better at taking direction during these little photo shoots of ours, which has made them far more fun for the two of us.

The weather was a little on the cool side and a wee bit drizzly, but it also made for some nice light conditions so I’m not going to complain. The skirt is made with the Dr. Seuss fabric line from Robert Kaufman; the pattern is my On-the-Border Skirt, sans the ruffle. Basic Target white tee paired with a too-small denim jacket from Gap that L refuses to give up. Dr. Seuss Converse that I bought in anticipation of putting them with something I made from the fabric (oh, like you wouldn’t have done the same thing).

I’ve already printed about two dozen of our photos from that day and have plans to blow up a couple for the house and give some to grandparents as Christmas gifts. And loved on that model a whole bunch, since I know how fleeting these moments are.

Toothless

We noticed some time ago that Miss L had a couple of loose teeth on the bottom. Our dentist said there was no set timeline for their eventual departure, so we waited. And waited. And waited.

One day, I stumbled upon a cute Tooth Fairy Pillow Kit at Joann and decided it would be a great summer project for my bunny. She could not have been more excited! Even though the kit would have been better with yarn rather than embroidery floss (the pre-punched holes are too big for the floss), she still worked diligently to stitch it together by hand, the plastic pink needle moving up and down at a steady pace.

Liesl propped the pillow on her dresser once it was done, waiting impatiently for the evening it would finally be used.

Last night was the night.

Her tooth has been disgustingly wiggly. I mean, just gross. (I might be terrifically squeamish, BTW.) I’ve tried to get her to pluck it right out but every attempt to bring it up was met with shrieks and panic. (Um, drama much?) Fortunately, big brother came to the rescue shortly before her swimming lesson. After pointing out that she might lose her tooth in the pool — and thus have nothing to leave for the Tooth Fairy — he suggested she give it a twist.

And out it came.

When I picked them up from the pool, L could not wait to show off her new smile — and my heart just squeezed tightly. Suddenly, she looked older, no longer the baby girl I kissed and tickled awake that morning. Her smile hints broadly at the big girl she is becoming every day and the milestone is bittersweet.

The Tooth Fairy stuck with five $1 coins instead of the $50 Miss L thought was appropriate for losing her first tooth. The Tooth Fairy may be sentimental, but she’s no sucker.

Dance, Ballerina, Dance

Can it really be that another year of ballet lessons is coming to a close?

Miss L’s annual ballet recital is upon us. This year I see more little girl than baby, another one of those bittersweet changes.

I decided last week that I would shoot her recital portraits myself this year. There’s nothing wrong with the ones done through the studio; I just wanted something more “me” this year. After the dress rehearsal, we had a little photo shoot on the grounds of the performing arts center. It wasn’t all roses, tulle and smiles; copious amounts of pleading and bribing took place, in addition to abandoning one location in favor of another that wasn’t housing a colony of chiggers. (I’ve been itching and scratching ever since; I’m hoping it’s psychosomatic.)

It was certainly worth it.