Today on Five for Five we’re talking about pictures. I’m going to take that to mean photographs.
Because I’m the blogger here and I’m in charge.
This Is how I picture perfection.
Today on Five for Five we’re talking about pictures. I’m going to take that to mean photographs.
Because I’m the blogger here and I’m in charge.
This Is how I picture perfection.
Peanut is so BIG! And Butter is so toddler-y. Oh boy. I love these snippets of your life. Thanks you, you expert blogger, you.
Jen, you’re too kind. The egregious typo as first published is still worth those images of my days. The camera reminds me of the truth, not the difficult or the loud. ;-)
Small, sandy toes? Squirmy worms? Swinging with abandon? Perfection indeed.
Precisely what I was thinking, Stacia!
Oh, I love these pictures. That one of the earthworms … have rarely seen a better capturing of what todderhood is all about. Lovely, lovely. xox
Thanks, letmead! I kept trying to get him to show them off, bit he couldn’t open his hand without dancing around and reorganizing them…hencey hand on the right, briefly holding his hand still. ;-)
And it is.
Dana, it really is. Notice there are a few of the second. ;-)
♥ times eleventy!!!!!
Cyn: Five-ty five!
Perfection indeed. Messy, exploring, curly headed perfect.
Kate, I love photos like these to remind me of the basic truth of that perfection. Thanks for noticing. ;-)
Lovin’ the worms. Those look juicy. And perfect ;)
Heather, I hadn’t thought of How to Eat Fried Worms until you said they looked juicy. What a throwback to my childhood!
The small ones are sweeter. ;-)
Oh that book was great–and strange. I remeember its form being kind of unconventional. Glad you got the reference :)
Heather, great and strange is exactly how I remember it. Thank you for that.
Are you trying to kill me with those curls??? They’re scrumptious.
Melissa, you know the part that just kills me? They were a complete surprise. My husband shaves his head so I never made a connection that his whole family has curls. (I don’t look at people’s parts; I look *at* them, you know? I don’t know who’s fat or thin or blue-eyed; I know who says what and how they feel.)
So I melt every time they dry off after bath and run screeching through the house with baby ringlets sproinging all over their heads. Just melt.
Beautiful photos – Perfection indeed.
The first photo makes me want to head to the beach and squish my toes in sand. Alas, the weather here makes that a dream rather than a possibility.
The worm photo rocks!
Melany, I’m not even a beach person, but anything they do is irresistible. Within reason. ;-)
Nothing quite like boys playing in the sand. Some of my all time favorite pictures too :)
Oh yes. This is how I picture perfection, too. Especially swing flying and worms! Actually, all of it. These photos remind me of camping, which we all adore.
Hi, Sarah! Yup…camping. Walking in creeks with your shoes off and throwing mud and peering at the banks for tiny flowers.
Yeah. That’s perfection.
Yep. Perfection! :)