February 24, 2011

Day 23. Facebook.

I have a lot of photos posted on Facebook of my loved ones but this one jumped out at me as I was scrolling through my collection.

I love the way my youngest is looking at me through the lens. He was only a year and a half at the time this photo was taken, but his look is so intent, so meaningful. I can’t tell you what he was trying to convey. Maybe he really wanted a cup of milk. Perhaps he was about to poop his pants. Who knows. I’d like to think that he was telling me he how much he loves me. No words needed.


February 24, 2011

Day 22. Face. I’m catching up, here…

This face loves to smile. Loves to laugh. Loves to love.

And I love him.


February 23, 2011

Day 21. Hands.

I love these little hands. Although, they aren’t so little anymore. They’re growing bigger and stronger everyday. And they love to reach for treats.

I love it when these little hands give me a hug, help me pick up the toys and touch my cheek when I’m given a sweet kiss. I love watching these little hands write sentences, play baseball and fold together before praying.

I’m not too happy when these little hands hit his little brother.

When They’re Home

February 23, 2011

Day 20. When They’re Home.

Um, when are they not?

Step into the life of mine for a couple of minutes. Think crazy. Think laughter. Think exhaustion.

But I love it.

I remember back to the days before I had kids. How much easier and faster such everyday, mundane tasks were. Let’s take getting into the car, for example. Before kids, I could simply open the car door, sit down behind the wheel, buckle myself in and start the car. Now, what used to take about 10 seconds can take 5 minutes. Really. Gathering the kids, opening the back door first, getting the little one strapped in even though he’s screaming and refusing to sit down (and I’ve run out of toys/food/stickers to bribe him with) strapping down my 5-year-old, crawling backwards out of the car, opening the drivers’ side door, flinging my purse and diaper bag to the passenger seat and finally sitting down to buckle myself in. All this while trying to tune out the screaming/crying/complaining.

The crazy thing is that I must be completely mental because I love it.

I also don’t mind watching “kid’s” movies. I think companies such as Pixar do a great job of making their movies entertaining for both adults and kids. Kind of like the old Bugs Bunny cartoons. C’mon. What kid really knows what a “Ma-roon” is?

When They’re Gone

February 22, 2011

Day 19. When They’re Gone.

I’ve decided to place Day 18 on hold. We’ll get back to that one.

When They’re Gone. Shhhh. Do you hear that? Of course not. Because it’s completely silent! Whoo-hoo! Having young kids automatically allows you to appreciate that old saying, “Silence is Golden.” Yes, it is.

But for me, the kiddos aren’t really gone (or I’m not really away for that long,) but I’m guessing it’s very similar to when they are down for the night.

When they’re down for the night, I can do anything I want that doesn’t require Buzz and Woody or Chicken Nuggets. I can watch any TV program I want, (or not!) I can eat my dinner in peace and I can walk around in my underwear. That is, if I wanted to.

For me, nothing screams Calgon (well, beside a bath) like lit candles. The warm flickering glow in contrast with the dimmed lights immediately puts me at ease. I can close my eyes and reflect on my busy, crazy day and appreciate how blessed I am.

Which probably explains why I have about a million candles.

Staying In

February 17, 2011

Day 17. Staying in.

I cannot tell a lie. And no, I’m not saying that in honor of President’s Day this weekend.

I know the title of today’s assignment is, “Staying In” but the truth is we didn’t. We didn’t stay in today. We decided to go out and explore.

I’ve been meaning to scout out some places for future photo sessions. It was rainy and cold all day yesterday and it’s supposed to rain for the next couple of days. With the sun breaking out from behind the clouds today, I decided to pack the kids in the car (after Kindergarten pick up, of course) and go.

The kids weren’t all that excited at first, until we got out and one, the place was surrounded by mud because it rained yesterday and two, there were rocks as far as the eye could see. Rocks + mud = fun for boys. Much fun.

After three bottles of water, two soaking wet tennis shoes (my son decided it would be fun to jump into the stream instead of crossing over it) and one chocolate granola bar, we were ready to go home. And just in time. The gray storm clouds were moving in, and fast.

Who knew staying in could be so much fun?





February 16, 2011

Day 16. Together. As in, “I need to be in the photo, too.”

Such a challenge. When was the last time I was in a photo? Being the one behind the camera, it’s extremely rare that you’ll find a current photo of me. It’s not that I don’t like being in front of the camera (um, understatement!) but I absolutely love being behind the camera. I love being the one capturing the expressions, the feelings, the moments. I love being able to look at a photo and feel what that photo is conveying.

That being said, today’s assignment was not easy. The only time I am in a photo is during Christmas, and that’s when I insist we all gather together and take a photo, which is a task in itself. Getting the kids dressed, keeping them clean for 10 minutes and bribing them with numerous amounts of candy and video games. If it weren’t for that, I wouldn’t make any appearances in our thousands of frames hanging around the house.

I don’t have a wireless shutter remote, so I set up the tripod and set my camera onto self-timer mode in order to take a photo of my sons and me. Easier said than done considering I have a 2-year-old that I would describe as “busy.” You know you aren’t crazy when complete strangers walk up to you and ask, “Are you just completely tired at the end of the day?!?” Obviously, they have only caught a glimpse of my little one.

But 14 shots later, I think we got a great one.

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