To the another eye, what might be in this photo is an ordinary scene of boys playing football. But, to me, it's a been a long time coming. It's my little guy running. He may not be fast, but that'll come with time as he regains his strength. It's not an award winning photo, it's something so much better. It makes my heart too big for my chest. And, yes, it was taken at a distance to avoid embarrassing the little football player.
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
From A Distance
Things that makes my heart expand, pouring out through leaking eyes:
To the another eye, what might be in this photo is an ordinary scene of boys playing football. But, to me, it's a been a long time coming. It's my little guy running. He may not be fast, but that'll come with time as he regains his strength. It's not an award winning photo, it's something so much better. It makes my heart too big for my chest. And, yes, it was taken at a distance to avoid embarrassing the little football player.
To the another eye, what might be in this photo is an ordinary scene of boys playing football. But, to me, it's a been a long time coming. It's my little guy running. He may not be fast, but that'll come with time as he regains his strength. It's not an award winning photo, it's something so much better. It makes my heart too big for my chest. And, yes, it was taken at a distance to avoid embarrassing the little football player.
Monday, March 12, 2012
Photo Challenge, Day 12: Close-up
Like Barb, I could have easily taken upwards of 60-70 photos for this one. I only took 7. Narrowed it down to two. But, only because today is crazy-busy with eye appts (Logan is getting glasses), baking bread, cleaning, etc. It's a good way to start the week. Full blast.
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Friday, March 9, 2012
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Photo Challenge, Day 7: Something new
Since I have been able to get yeast to work, I went out and bought two more loaf pans. And then I tried my hand at english muffin toasting bread. Heavenly. I just love english muffins- how the little pockets catch the butter that you smother on it. MMMMMmmmm.
While I was so busy doing that and not tending to my kids, a few things happened that NEVER have happened on my watch.
A kid with a grubby little face,
Another playing with something that isn't a toy, (I know, I'll get them back to you- we passed the mark where we are safe. Didn't want to jinx it. I'll be wanting a cup of coffee when they enter your hands, though.)
A messy house?! WHAT?! For the first time ever? Hoo boy.
Obviously, it wouldn't have been from my kids. Don't let his shy-act fool you. I'm guessing he was the one that caused all three firsts. ;)
A messy house?! WHAT?! For the first time ever? Hoo boy.It just goes to show, there is a first time for everything.
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