I will do my best to embrace the positivity and enthusiasm for life, that you had.
I miss you already.
This could very possibly have some deep meaning.
But mostly I just think the picture is cute.
Mummy, Daddy, Weeb and her cousin J. September 2009.
One of the cats. October 2009.
Weeb, Mummy and Daddy. December 2009.
A castle with Princess Weeb and some smiles. May 2010.
Mummy. Weeb has learned the spelling, at preschool,
with an O instead of a U.
I'm not that fussed about it. May 2010.

Weeb has many fuzzy toys. I occasionally wake at night, jolted by thoughts of small fuzzy toys staring at me with beady, black eyes. So far I've found no fuzzy army evidence in my room, though I suspect it's only a matter of time.
Weeb has little plastic friends, as well. This shot is pre-stepped-on-head-which-snaps-off-easily-and-can't-be-easily-glued-so-toy-must-be-sneakily-disgarded-into-trash.
Here is a parade of little plastic pals. There was very little carnage in this circle of life. Though I am reminded that this was, in fact, a parade and NOT a circle of life.
Is a photo shoot ever complete without a shot of someone's butt? I think this is Weeb's cousin, JM. "Hey JM, wiggle your butt and I'll take a picture, okay?" "Okay!"
Stay tuned for more Photogra-Weeb.
I came accross this online and thought some fellow bloggers might find it interesting.
Take it with a grain of salt. I find it contradicted itself with me a couple of times.