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Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Favorite Camping Photos




               










He is "hiding" by closing his eyes.

That's a dead fish in his hand.






Note: Tim and Jesse took some of these photos.

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Playing Dress Up

All the kids are talking about Frozen these days. Somehow aspects of the movie always seem to find their way into play - regardless of actual costumes and props. 

Here, Belle and Rapunzel (?) use magic wands to shoot ice, etc. etc. One of these kids hasn't even seen the movie, but graciously goes along with his obsessed cousin, anyway.






And this one is just plain cute:


Monday, April 7, 2014

Soren in March

Soren is a challenge to photograph. He's busy busy busy, always moving. And often messy - ever-present drool, constant chin-rash, covered in debris from the floor... you get the drift. 

But he's also a happy baby, which is great. He can get wherever he wants to go, and quickly, and he's been using that to his advantage as he intently explores every inch of this house.

He's genuinely funny - quick to laugh, he has little "jokes" he draws us in with, and one can often find a mischievous sparkle in his eye.

His general intensity has me worried, though - he expresses his wrath in frightening terms and is not easily deterred from goals he has in mind. But we shall find a way to manage, I suspect.




Sunday, March 23, 2014

With All the Colors of the Wind

I find myself in an exhausting season of life. We have endured many months of little, oft-interrupted sleep; of frequent and recurring illness; of gray skies and rain and too much time indoors; of wily/emotional/needy young children and my own insufficient patience and grace for them. I don't think I've been depressed, really, but often discouraged for sure.

It is so easy to see only the endless laundry, the dirty floors and dirty dishes and dirty bathrooms, the persistent squabbling and uncombed hair and worn out/mismatched/too-small/too-big clothing and little fingernails in need of clipping (and scrubbing!). And yet, we have had some good times, too.

These kids are funny. Thank goodness they help me to laugh, each and every day.

Last Thursday, after I got back from a doctor appointment (PINK EYE! ACK!), we had a momentary miracle. Soren took a nap and the older two and I got to paint. Of course I was too involved to think of taking photos in the moment (a good thing, I think), but recognizing the event is important.

These pictures say,
  • We had fun together.
  • We made something lovely.
  • We did something proactive, rather than reactive.
  • We enjoyed one another as fellow humans, peacefully.

I have hope that these times will happen more often and more easily in the near future.


This post was written thanks to streaming episodes of Mister Rogers' Neighborhood.
That man was a saint.