What Katie Likes The Most

Katherine Anne Witmer is in love.  With a picture frame. Please allow me to explain.

Katie spends a lot of time on our couch these days, looking up at the ceiling and inspecting her surroundings.  As her eyesight has improved and her neck muscles have strengthened, she's become increasingly alert and increasingly interested in seeing the sights.

Naturally, Maureen and I assumed that she would mostly be interested in seeing us, the two people who gave her life and brought her into this world.  Sadly, this was a faulty assumption.  

The thing that intrigues Katie beyond end, the thing that she finds endlessly fascinating and endearing and riveting and absorbing, is the black picture frame hanging on our living room wall.  Maureen tells me that this is because of the contrast between our light walls and the dark frame.

Maybe so.  But it can be hard not to take Katie's preoccupation a little personally.  I often sit next to her on the couch, singing and cooing and smiling like mad in an effort to attract her attention.  She just as regularly cranes her little neck to see around me and gaze adoringly at the frame.  Hopefully this is just a phase.

View from couch of Katie's best friend