The Faces of Canaan

In this edition of The Faces of Canaan, I will relay to you the many characteristics Canaan portrays during the course of a day. The first "face" is a sweet face...like this one of our first family picnic at Piedmont Park on Saturday. Here we are all smiling...well, Canaan is kind of smiling. This is a face we see when she's awake, fed, happy, and there is no poop in the diaper.

This next face is Canaan's "thoughtful" face...here she could be thinking about many things...how best to squeeze out that poop that's baking in her little belly, why the dog tries to smell her all the stinkin' time, when she should strategically smile at everyone else except for her mother who carried and birthed all 12 cm of her head out of a 10 cm hole (no kidding...smiles for dad, Uncle John, Grandma, and maybe two smiles for me--very unjust.) She's also very enamoured with the black and white painting of Jesus on our wall--I like to think that she's very spiritual already. Hallelujah!

And after being awake for a good long time, eating, pooping, being happy, playing, thinking about life, she begins to resemble a "deer in the headlights"...so that's what this face is. One of her favorite places is in the "crevice" of the couch which she typically just sits there and stares. Yes, just like this. We now know it means she's getting tired.

And if we really don't get it, she'll yawn.

And if you still don't get it (or you're just desperately trying to finish vacuuming really fast...in fact, I wouldn't even call it vacuuming, I would call it "running with the vacuum cleaner in tow and maybe a dog hair or two will leap into the vacuum filter"), THEN she wails. Really loudly.

Then finally, our sweet little girl will fall asleep.