So we’re staying put for the Easter weekend. No long road trips, and it’s just as well.
Why? (you all chorus in unison)
Well, firstly, we never go anywhere, ha ha, and well secondly, we have a sick kiddo in the house. Skippy is currently at the doctor with hubby (Flipper is napping which is why I’m here), so I’ll know what he has when he gets back. Personally, my money is on tonsilitis. Again.
It’s darn disappointing, because he had a birthday party to go to tomorrow that he was really looking forward to (has been asking me everyday if we’re going *then* and then *how long to wait?* etc.) Poor kid! It’s close friends of ours too, so not only is Skip not going, but I’m taking Flipper instead! We don’t want to just ‘not show’ so I’m going to make sure the birthday boy gets his gift, and well since Flipper is now mobile, it will be good to give him a nice day out, free to roam and destroy at the party location (which is NOT my friends house).
Speaking of Flipper, here he is.
This was a totally random shot which turned out to be really nice. I had gone to get my camera and on my return down the passage, hubby opened the back door and flooded Flip with light – off to the right (not intentionally) and I just dropped to my knees and then my stomach into the leopard crawl position to get this angle.
I did do some photoshop stuff on it, but not a whole lot, and if you want to read about it, I’ll be doing a quick tutorial on exactly what I did on one of my other blogs this weekend. So visit Photo Super Hero if you want to read it okay?
Secondly, please notice how sparkly clean my floors are. Yeah. That doesn’t happen often around here!
Here’s an example of why you mustn’t just delete the crummy shots…this one is badly composed, a bit blurry, shoddily cropped and not what I would consider my best work. But look at the expression on his face! Doesn’t he look like totally pleased with himself that he’s on the move (finally)? He’s BUZZING with excitement at getting himself around. You can’t delete that. It’s a memory.
Again, please admire the glossy floors. The tiles already have a layer of dog hair/mud/toys and general house debris, so I’m appreciating them in this shot right now too.
I’m not sure why, but this shot makes me laugh out loud everytime I look at it. Is this not *THE* cutest butt in the history of human (and ape) kind!? Seriously.
Here’s the patient…this kiddo just takes my breath away, he is in a nutshell, Wise. I cannot think of a better word for him.
He constantly makes sure that Flipper is away from harm (although has no worries about attempting to occasionally cause extreme bodily harm inflicted by him of course), and on the whole he is the best big brother a little dude could wish for. If I am out of site for even a second, and Flip is headed for an electrical outlet or something, I’m immediately alerted to the fact by this ever vigilant, awesome kid.
Man, I love my boys…and of course, Photography too.
Update: It IS tonsilitis.
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To pee on yet another stick.
It was…
Negative.
Mommy me says: ” Well, okay, so I’m a little disappointed, 3 would have been cool, and children are such an enormous blessing”.
ME me says: ” Oh thank god, I’m just recovering from the last one! I’m getting my backside in shape for a real career again, what the hell are you thinking Mommy me? Somebody hand me my pack of the pills!”
Realistic me says: “Ok, so where the hell is Aunt Flo? Man I hope my parts are all okay.”
Dominant me says: ” Hubby is SO going for the snip in a years time!”
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I’ve joined Sarcastic Mom’s Weekly Winner Photography thing, if for no other reason, to make sure that my camera is always at hand, and ready to shoot. Yes, sadly sometimes, even in the life of a SAHM part time WAHM photographer, days can go by without me reaching for it. Not that my hands don’t ITCH to be taking photos, but usually I’m just up to my elbows in baby poop. Or potty training, or whatevs.
So here is my photo of the week. My favourite photo that I took this week, of a good friends daughter. It’s also one that I was hell bent on couldn’t resist turning into some sort of poster, but it’s my photo, and I had fun with it, so I’m posting that sucker.
Girl Power!
Lotus, I’m still working on getting that Weekly Winners button on my sidebar, so I’m about to email you for the code 
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I have foot issues. Feet issues I suppose I should say, because I have issues with BOTH of my feet.
They are, in a nutshell, butt freakin’ ugly. To me anyway.
They’re probably perfectly average, non-gross feet. They’re just ugly. Big. Flat. Wide. My hubby once made a joke and said they were like hairless hobbit feet. I didn’t sleep with him for a week after that. That’ll teach him to make jokes at my feets’ expense!
But anyway, my two pregnancies didn’t help much either, only made them wider and flatter. (Did anyone else find that their feet went up a size after their first pregnancy regardless of the fact that they lost the baby weight afterwards?).
Anyway, back to my foot envy. My husband has awesome feet. The kind of feet you find on the end of an Olympic 3m Springboard Diver. They point perfectly. I know even my ballet teacher growing up, would have loved my husbands feet more than mine. They are the feet of athletes, and great soccer players. (hubby was actually a Leeds Youth Player, so I’m totally qualified in saying that).
Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to have my husbands feet for myself. I just think they’re cool. I’m not *that* weird. But I am forever and eternally grateful, that Skippy inherited his dads perfect feet.
I have been photographing those things since he was a day old. Can’t get enough of looking at how perfect they are.
They may not be everyone’s idea of perfect feet, but I actually derive small little bursts of happiness when I see him sitting down, relaxed, and wiggling his toes now and then. I think it’s the way they move. The way the big toe leads when he flexes or extends.
Then Flipper was born, and when I was finally in my own room, after two days of freakishly yo-yoing blood pressure, and I could sit up and change his nappy. I finally got to unwind all his blankets and go and see what I wanted to see from the moment he was plucked from my innards…
…and I actually breathed a huge sigh of relief! He too had his dads feet. I think I may have actually laughed out loud with joy (or medication.) That signature big toe. So now I had *two* sets of feet to photograph like a crazy woman.
Tell me I’m not imagining things?
Call me crazy, call me nuts, but I honestly think these may be the best looking feet I’ve ever seen. I look at them and think, wow, they’re really going to be able to play some great sport in those babies! (I totally overcame my flat feet to become a reasonably good athlete in my day FYI, but that’s another story).
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Last year, our first swim of the season, was on October 18th.
This year, it’s only been warm enough to swim. Last week. Warm enough for me that is. It just seems like everytime hubby would get the pool shipshape (I say hubby because he does the ‘chemicals’ and the heavy stuff, and I do the leaf skimming, which we *all* know is the hard part right!?), and then we would have some stupid rain storm, leaving it green, and full of ‘stuff’ again.
So finally the endless hot days are here, and we are able to enjoy our pool a lot more.
Someone in particular even had his first swim!
Normally it would have been me taking him, but of course I had to document the occasion with photos, and since I *am* the photographer, it made sense for me to be the sideline snapper. Speaking of which – aren’t labradors just the sweetest thing ever? Our labrador (the one featured on the mousepad a while back), kept walking between me, and the edge of the pool, purposefully bumping me Away from the edge. I swear she was trying to prevent me falling in. What a sweetie!
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