Alien Under Toadstool, Fairy Godmother, too

This weekend I watched Maura (almost 4) while her family went to a swim meet with her brothers and sister.  She saw me outside and asked, “Granma, Why are you in the bushes?”    When she came over to see what I was doing, she said she liked the Fairy Godmother. One shot of each on the iPhone and then she and I played.  I’d been sorting toys in the playroom.  Saw the toadstool and went and got the two figurines.

Today’s photos? Just for fun.  The fungus was enormous.  And I had just been reading an article telling of the two cousins Frances and Elsie photographs with the  Cottlingley Fairies.  (1917)

Thanks to Annette who wrote and said that “ the blog is a daily vitamin for the creative soul.”  

Camera Flash Must Have Awakened This Doll

 

 

Last week when I was in Columbus visiting the family, I noticed my youngest granddaughter Maura’s  baby dolls all lined up on the ottoman in the family room.

There wasn’t much available light and the auto flash went off on the iPhone as I shot the picture.

It wasn’t until I looked on the screen, that I noticed the middle doll’s expression on her face!  I ‘d just been trying to capture the tidy line-up of little doll bodies. 

Weekly Photo Challenge: Two Subjects

Christmas 2009
Jack and Woody or rather Woody and Jack

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Living proof about the box it came in….

It wasn't that he didn't like the Lincoln Logs but needed someone to help build with him and we were setting the table and making breakfast.

 

This looks set up but it is as it happened.  The first shot a blur with his brother and this one the clearer image but Michael caught me with the camera catching him playing in the box the Lincoln Logs came in-

classic, cliche, you’ve heard it a hundred times but his mom alerted me to witness the occurrence. Loving playing in the BOX!

Later he and his dad built a log cabin and fence but it’s going to take quiet concentration and a day with less activity to master Lincoln Log building skills.

 

Sock Monkey Signage in Museum Exhibit

From the archives.  My sister noticed I post a lot of food on the blog. It’s true. Tonight it could have been the pesto on penne and the apple plum one crust pie.    Instead I went to an old folder.   You probably didn’t know there’s  a Sock Monkey Exhibit in the Midway Village Museum in Rockford IL. Mary  and I went when we were visiting family.  The Rockford socks are no longer manufactured in Rockford but by Fox River Mills in Osage Iowa.  I have made a few sock monkeys in my day. People have feelings about Sock Monkeys.There is a convention called Sock Monkey Madness in Rockford.  They call the monkey Nelson after the man who invented the knitting machine that made the socks.

One of the displays at the Sock Monkey Exhibit

Emmett Kelly/ “Weary Willie” Clown

My sister thinks we got this hand puppet at the circus. It was before I was 5. Some people have a fear of clowns(coulrophobia)

There is an Emmett Kelly Museum in Sedan, Kansas -born there in 1898.  You don’t hear the word “hobo” anymore.

Another find while cleaning out.
How do you feel about clowns?

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In the Baby Doll Aisle

What were we thinking?  We got out of the giant toy store with the item we had on our list but had to add this plastic doll to the cart while we shopped.  No real expression of desire until the baby doll aisle—  WHOA!   Maura became totally animated,pointing, babbling turned to squealing . Loudly.  Her mom  said we weren’t buying it, so we parked the doll at the front when we checked out.  It really didn’t have a nice face!  Maura (20 months) didn’t care what it looked like- she wanted them ALL! When she got into the van and was reunited with her doll from home, she was happy.  I bought two bottles to feed her doll, the kind you tip and the liquid disappears.

Michael helps his sister Maura at the giant toy store
I Want THAT one!

What I Couldn’t Throw Out

Purchased in 1977 in New York City at Creative Playthings. Rubbery farm animals.  Nice to clutch and carry around when you’re almost two. I bought them for baby Mark who’s 34 now.  Maybe the paint is unsafe for the grandchildren, plus they have a hole in their stomach so whatever dirt and mold in the basement the past 20 years is living inside them.  I put them in the contractor bag to drag to the curb and I swear the cow’s eyes looked at me. I took them out. Photographed them.

Toy farm animals from my children's youth
Their faces have the loveliest expressions.

Hula Hoop® Revival

I remember having one c.1959.  My hula-hooping skills were weak.  Got some good sports photography practice capturing Anna (6 1/2) on the back deck.  She can do it with very little movement or a lot of twist and sway. She even knelt and “hooped” for what seemed to me to be a long time. Maura(19 mos) clapped and yelled,” Yay Anna”. Perhaps a video camera would have been better but the objective was to show motion with a still photograph. (And I learned how to make the registered trademark symbol using the alt-R on the keyboard)

I was better at rolling it away from myself with a flick of the wrist so it would return to me.

Baby Doll Flies Like a Flag on the Moon

Where a house used to be, unshoveled steps to an empty lot.  An iron pipe for a rail. What’s left of it.  On the way to school I look up and see this bizarre sight.  Pulled over, flashers on, catch of the day, one block from school Thursday morning.  Had to look up the definition of stock-still

a rubber baby doll stuck on an iron rail on an abandoned lot a block from school
Just like the flag planted on the moon, immobile.