newsy fragments

We finally got our phone call to pick up our son a few weeks back. This is amazing news for our family not so good for the blog.

Our trip was outstanding no major troubles and I had chance to have a few miniadventures of my own as well. Of course I will blog about it at some point. I typically use our bedroom PC to blog but our little guy will be sleeping in our bedroom for the foreseeable future so...I'm on my kindle fire. Holy crape this ducks writing on this (not making this up....thats actually the way i typed it out).

I know there are people who type on this type of thing all day...but this ain't happening often.

We have three kids now. It's hard.....but ya know not too terrible ....yet. So....I won't be posting for awhile....until then keep your face clean, roll your windows down when driving and have that extra cookie....you deserve it. Fare thee well..

My Kid's Camera

Our oldest child loves taking pictures. It might have something to do with the fact that we taken about 2.1 million pictures of her since birth. Her grandfather bought her a kid's camera (Hello Kitty) awhile back. It takes crappy pictures, but she loves it.


Like most children's art, my daughter's photos are brimming with boldness, purity and innocence. Children take risks with their art - they create it not for art to one-up another artist or for art's sake but because it's fun. 

They don't have much to compare their own art to, so they are free to do what they want without over-thinking. Children can teach us to trust our inner guide and to remind us the joy of creation.
Or maybe she just takes lots of pictures and some are bound to look halfway interesting to her father.

Full Disclosure: I am not posting these photos believing they are some kind of artistic revelation. However, I never undervalue children's art. There's a painting my youngest did a few years ago that I need to get framed - it's more evocative and beautiful than a lot of modern art I've seen.

This is her great grandmother on her mother's side.  Ok, so there are lots of blurry photos in her batch...part of it is she's a kid, the other part is the crappy camera.  The red shirt brought something out in this one that I liked.  It looked more Monet-like than the other blurry shots.  You still see grandma's smile and the woman on the right makes for an interesting contrast.

This is our cat. She sits here for much of the day. C took a ton of photos of the cat....mainly with the cat looking irritated but this one is nicely framed...and...it's not blurry! That's a minor miracle.

Never a dull moment when you're a kid with a camera.

             It's wonderful to see the kid's prospective on life. I also liked the garage reflected back into the car.

This was a nice one of our youngest.

Self Portrait. She did a few of these, so she knew what she was doing.

These last two are taken in our church. You forget how big the world was when you were a kid. I loved this shot as it brought back memories of being small.