Looking at photos

I love to look at photos. Mommy (still) prints the photos we take. She makes doubles for people in them, saves one for us, writes the people, date and event on the back, then promptly puts them in the envelop (labeled by month) and puts them in a box in the spare bedroom. She usually prints a month or two at a time, so we often have hundreds of photos around the house at one time. This time, she left the envelop out and I got it. She had not even labeled them yet, but she is clearly growing because she let me look and look and look at them. She only got one envelop out, she has not thrown all logic to the wind. She even asked me if I would like to look at other pictures. Of course I said yes, so she is calculating how she might get them out for me to see without completely messing them up. She is still Mommy, you can’t change that much in one swoop.