Sydney’s vocabulary tends to reflect what she thinks is important in the world around her: “Cake” is a word she says very clearly indeed.
Don’t you hate it when cheesecake isn’t served fast enough? Sydney decides to get pro-active.
(Out of mercy for folks with slow connections, the rest of this entry is below the fold).
After the cheesecake is served, Sydney notices that there are two pieces of cheesecake in front of her… one for her and appallingly, one for someone who isn’t her!
And, once again, Sydney gets pro-active in solving this terrible injustice.
It takes a very careful hand… position the cake on the fork… steady, steady…
Success!
She’s clearly drowning her sorrow over the death of Rehnquist.
mmm…cheesecake *drools Homer style*
Man, that kid just keeps getting bigger!
A two-fisted cheesecake eater!
awesomeness!! I love your Sydney entries. Other people’s kids rock!
She is so great. I love where she’s stabbing both pieces. “Stand back, all of you! It’s all MINE!”
Yeah, they really do shoot up like a bat fleeing a cheetah! I find it very weird to think that less than two years ago, sydney was this size.
adorable photo
by the way, I saw the Darth Vader comment you made on the Bitch, Phd site and was inspired to make a post. hope you don’t mind that I ran with your idea there :)
Hehe Sydney loves the cheesecake, and she got to eat it while sitting on Bean’s lap and next to Sarah, so extra bonus. I’m way too much of a cheesecake hound so I knew better and sat way the heck away. Bean payed the ultimate price of Sydney double dipping into both her cheesecake as well as Bean’s.
Brings back memories when my son was young. Thanks