Happy birthday, dear Joss.

The terrible two's, eh?

It seems weird in that when she's not sick and holding on to us for dear life (and giving us kisses in an apparent decision to share her diseases), she's fiercely independent.

But when has that not been the case?

In honor of her turning two, I gathered up 18 photos representing the last twelve months of her life (because we only took three pictures for every two months) and put a little She & Him on top of it like so much butter and maple syrup on your favorite pancakes. Mmm, 'joy!

The Many Faces of Jocelyn Carrisa

Six months. Half a year. One glorious and sleep-deficient day after another.

On July 17th, 2007, at 11 pm Central Time in a hospital on the North Side of Chicago founded by a mysterious and secretive sect of powerful men, our daughter was birthed. The following is a snapshot (or several) really, of just our amazement at how cute she had been and has been, of how her little face (and big smile) and body is continually changing.

I'll stop talking now and let you dwell, or just enjoy Six Months in the Life of Jocelyn Carissa.

And after you've viewed that a million times, you can catch this pretender.



See? He doesn't change nearly as much nor is he anywhere near as cute. But blah, blah, blah, guess who gets all the attention and the Simpsons Movie spotlight?

Speaking of Lego's: