I couldn't pick just one. Little Man was reading contentedly in his room this morning, and every few minutes would stand up on his tiptoes to look out the window, and check to see if it was still raining.
Taken Tuesday, 9/27
On a photography-related note, I've forced myself to start shooting RAW files even when just taking snapshots of William. I think I'm hooked.
Went to a nearby park to check it out for an upcoming session, and took my little assistant along. He loved running along the paths, peeking carefully over the water's edge at the fish, laughing at the ducks.
Taken Sunday, 9/25
I can't believe that the leaves are starting (slowly) to change already.
We had family photos taken on my birthday this Saturday, but I'm not sharing them anywhere as they will be used for our Christmas cards.
Later in the morning we took a family stroll downtown to a little arts festival. William had a ball riding in his wagon, and even got a BALLOON (happiest of all happy childhood items)! He was thrilled with it.
One of those boring posts - a day in which I didn't pick up the camera until dinner time.
Tried something new for dinner. William can't eat normal meatballs since they have eggs in them, so we had "porcupines" which somehow stay together and taste pretty darn good with a strange in gredient - uncooked rice.
Yep, you're reading that correctly. William's peanut-butter substitute (he is severely allergic), made from sunflower seeds, is a little expensive. This isn't a big jar, either. It's the standard small size. Yikes.
Poor Daddy. He is in his first month of his first year of law school. He's working so hard, and has his first practice exams this week.
William's talking more and more - several word sentences, and this week he started to suddenly tell me during the day, "Miss Daddy. Daddy, school? Daddy back soon?" They are the very best of friends. I hadn't picked up my camera today, so when Dad came home for dinner tonight I just grabbed this one. W excitedly chatting away, filling his hero in on the happenings of the day.
More often than not I end up liking little snapshots more than the planned, thought-about "shoots" with William. It makes sense that I get the best expressions and real moments when he's just being himself.
Friday was just one of those great, great days. Beautiful fall sun, a trip to an alpaca farm with the playgroup. My little farmer was beaming the whole morning, and I couldn't bear to go home when it was so nice out. We made a pit-stop at a nice park near our house that always has hundreds of ducks. We were the only ones there, and it was one of those things that I think will always stay in my Mommy-memory. William was thrilled, running around, chasing the ducks, throwing his little head back and laughing at their quacks, pointing, and just being a boy.
Sunday was the 10th anniversary of September 11th, 2001.
Like all Americans, I remember exactly where I was, and what it felt like to see those towers crumbling.
On Monday morning, we were at my parents' house, walking up the lane to my grandparents' to drop something off.
It was the most gorgeous, crisp fall morning - a lot like 9/11/01, and the sun was filtered through the clouds, landing directly on the stars & stripes flying from my Grandfather's flagpole. It was too pretty not to snap a shot.
I used to use a large roll of faux floor paper for sessions, but for anything besides newborns, it was kind of a disaster because of course my little subjects move and it was always getting torn and rumpled.
Got a very fun new prop - this mat is the same material as a mouse pad. Can't tear it, it's washable (!) and rolls up for storage. It's big - 5x4 feet. Liking it so far! Took this quickly with no flash on a dark day, so nothing great, but looking forward to using it for sessions soon - seems promising!
"We" are becoming very independent. Or, at least - trying very hard to be. We hear lots of "Me too," "No - WILLIAM's!" and "I do!" around here. Here's my big guy in one of his favorite spots - the swinging door between the kitchen and dining room. It must be opened and closed 50 times a day. At least.