Thanks for sending this wonderful Wordless Wednesday photograph, Shannon.
How quickly their faces change.
The Weekly Photo Challenge is FACE, I have a lot to draw upon from my archives.
Michael called to me from upstairs.
I started walking up. Oh.
This is what I saw. Yikes!
How did he get his head between the spindles?
He got me.
Good one, Michael.
This is a new sensation. Laura gave him a little push.
Holding on, not too sure about the swing yet.
Going up the slide.
Coming out of the tunnel.
Peek a boo. I see you, Grandma!
Laura and Charles (10 months) came to visit Grandma in Pittsburgh.
Fortunately I have a playground in the park across the street.
I used the 70-200 lens to document his visit.
Fun to catch him enjoying this playground equipment for the first time. At least the first time I’ve seen him experience a playground. They returned home to Ohio yesterday but I was savoring their visit when I went through the photos tonight.
Monday May 2, 2016.
Charles, Laura and I went to the Children’s Museum of Pittsburgh.
When you’re ten months old there are so many “firsts” to experience.
I am so glad I bought a family membership last summer when Mark and Erika’s children came to visit.
Today the waterplay at the end of our visit was his favorite but I didn’t get any photos of his splashing. So much more to explore next visit!
Playing with toys in The Nursery
Lunch in the café. Mom brought a pouch for Charles. We ordered a slice of cheese pizza. Laura ran into a friend Stephanie and her son Joe in the cafeteria so that was nice.
Making the lights move onto the wall as Laura pushed the stroller through the light.
The Wooden Mirror is amazing. I am still trying to figure it out, how it works.
One of our favorite parts was the helpful woman in the Museum Gift Shop.
We found a little “first car” and a baby beaver Folkmanis puppet for Charles’ first birthday coming in June. (shhhhh, it’s a surprise!)
My sister sent me this photo she took with her phone.
A little sock monkey, from the lost toy basket.
You know how I feel about sock monkeys.
And Click for Sock monkey brothers post
Below the Sock Monkey Museum in Rockford Illinois
Charles as sock monkey
Swedish Pancakes and Sock monkeys
Getting unstuck in the creative department, that’s the purpose of these exercises, prompts!
From #creativesprint Blog spot Day 2
“Author Hans Christian Anderson was born on this day in 1805. Make something inspired by a children’s fable or fairy tale.”
The Three Bears at home for breakfast with a bit of backlighting.
I’m thinking making photography is making art. Looking forward to seeing what fellow participants are posting for day 2.
Yesterday’s post it was formal portraits. Today it’s candids. Capturing the day with a few casual images.
A sunny Easter afternoon. We went for a walk around the neighborhood.
Michael and Jack had Airedale duty. Anna carried Charlie.
When we got back to the house the children hunted for hidden eggs in the backyard. Some of the eggs opened with a fortune cookie message inside ” A special day with Charlie.” “You pick what’s for supper” “You pick the family movie” “One day of no chores” “Two hours of Ipad time” and some eggs had dollar bills, quarters or dimes.
A wonderful term. Took individuals of the grandkids about 7:30 PM. We were headed to Easter Vigil which started at 8:30 PM.
Took Anna and Michael again in the church parking lot as the light was even more lovely when we arrived.
Charles’ was taken on his front porch Thursday, ambient light but not exactly half.
Michael in Half- Light in front of St Patrick Church
Someone’s brake lights added the red highlights to Anna’s hair.
Jack’s photo was taken first. Still bright.
Maura at dusk in the front yard
Charles on the front porch
And the following poem comes to mind for the challenge- except a small fat grandmama I am not- I’m a BIG one! And instead of Banbury Cakes we brought out four dozen Hot Cross Buns from Rocco’s Pasticceria on Bleecker Street.
My mother used to read me this poem from The Bumper Book by Watty Piper
by Walter de la Mare
I know a little cupboard,
With a teeny tiny key,
And there’s a jar of Lollypops
For me, me, me.
It has a little shelf, my dear,
As dark, as dark can be,
And there’s a dish of Banbury Cakes
For me, me, me.
I have a small fat grandmamma,
With a very slippery knee,
And she’s Keeper of the Cupboard,
With the key, key, key.
And when I’m very good, my dear,
As good as good can be,
There’s Banbury Cakes, and Lollypops
For me, me, me.
Wagon full is Wagonful. I looked it up.
Grove Street near Bleecker in the West Village, New York City. I hope they add some eggs.