Sweetness in the Afternoon

My heart literally warmed in my chest when I walked into my bedroom and saw this.

My Biggest Girl loving on my Babiest Boy, early afternoon light pouring in through the blinds = Sweetness.

Images (with titles)

 Mirror Image (except the dog part)

 Melancholy

 

 Will you still love me if I chew on my sleeve?

 Hair = Love

 I'm Bigger Now

 Mommy Loves This Angle

 Thinking

 Backyard

 True Self

 I think I can, I think I can

 Sisters Smile

 I told my daughter she looked constipated

 

Those Eyes

The Best Gift Since Diamond Earrings

Waiting for me in the mailbox this morning...

And I love that my budding artist accurately captured my wide hips. What can I say? She draws it like she sees it!

That Day I Took 349 Photos...

...in 1 hour, 31 minutes, and 9 seconds. If the counter and timer on my camera can be trusted. That means I was snapping photos at the rate of one every 25 seconds, folks. And I've decided to show them all to you here on this blog.
Ok. Not really. I actually got bored looking through them all myself. And I'm the mother!

And really the event was much better suited for a video camera, as the following pictures will attest. But we did the best we could.

"Did you get that one, Mom?"

And I will admit, I was ever the encourager when it came to activities like these:



Because you're only a kid once. And some pictures are worth a broken leg. :) No, no legs were broken at all. Not that we didn't try.



And you know what they say, It's all fun and games until someone misjudges the beginning of the leaf pile and thoroughly drives a stick into their scalp.

So while I was waiting for the tears to dry up and the red eyes to return to normal color, I changed subjects. Thank goodness there's always another kid around these parts.

And this one was particularly fun to photograph.
Because she wasn't paying any attention to me and was having a blast.

If you want to know the truth, she was sick with that flu. Have you heard of it? H47Q956? Or something like that. Anyway, her fever was down below 101, and I thought the sunshine would do her some good. Come to find out, having a child play in the leaves when they don't feel well is not always the smartest thing to do. She had a relapse and slept for 3 hours that afternoon.

But, oh, did we get some good pictures!

Some Things Never Change

Remember last year when we went fishing with Uncle BJ? None of us Robinson's knew that in order to fish with Uncle BJ you have to find your own worms. But once we got there with our shiny new poles in hand and no bait to be seen, we quickly jumped on board the Find-your-own-worms Bandwagon.

After Uncle BJ turned over a few old logs and showed the kids where to find 'em, they really got the hang of it. But from behind my lens, I kept noticing this expression whenever a child would hold up a worm.



Just wanted to let you know, some things don't change. Here it is again this year.
She may have hair that's 8 inches shorter, and may not be dressed in the required "play clothes" designated for Adventures with Uncle BJ, but that face is just the same. Minus a tooth or two.




This time we weren't going fishing with Uncle BJ, though. (Uncle BJ? When are you going to play with us?) Just playing around planting stuff in the back yard. But once you've been acknowledged with praise and photos for finding one worm, you tend to find lots more. And show every one of the them to your Mommy. Hoping she'll take another picture.

April Fool's Day

Claire: Mommy. . . . Mommy, you have some gray hair.

Me: Yes, I know.

Claire: But. . . .Mommy, why do you have gray hair?

Me: Cuz, I'm getting older.

Claire: Mommy!! You are not!! Is this an April Fool's?! You don't really have gray hair, do you?

Me: Yes, darling, I really do have a few gray hairs right there. But I'm gonna take care of them, don't you worry.

Claire: (silent pondering, bordering on absolute unbelief)

Today, April 1, 2009
Lunchtime