Yeah, you heard me: I shoveled snow in my swimsuit this week. It was around the flot snub, and I was sick of walking barefoot on snow.
Spooky for the neighbs.
Spooky for the neighbs.
Anyhow, (try clenching your eyes shut tight-- helps with the burned in image,)
perhaps you remember my "take more pictures!" resolution for this year. I did pretty well this last month. Or I thought I did until I looked through them all.
Also: January: ew. It sucked. I am sooo done with January. We lived in Antarctica. It was rough for me.
But back to pictures.
I've mentioned before that I am not really "in" to dragging my kids to the portrait studio. That's for my sanity/my children's lives, and plus, I think the casual, every day snaps mean so much more later on.
But that's just me.
So I focus on the mundane. The day to day. Homework and ginormous after-school snack cheese and cracker sandwiches.
Stuff like that.
And ya know, none of these are just fabulous shots, hello. I'm not gonna enter them in a contest.
Or blow them up and have them framed and hung in the house.
Some of them kind of suck. And some of them suck, not kinda.
(hello 6400 ISO, no light anywhere besides inside the flot snub)
And, ya know, I tried to take these cute, wintery shots of the 8 year old,
but I focused on a snowflake instead of his head. But, I, like, did that on purpose. . . it was creative. . 'n stuff. . .(I'd also like to flick him in the back of the head for all the crusty facial expressions he gave the camera that day.)
But I freaking love each and every one of them. And frankly?
(I like to call this one: "You wouldn't do that if you knew how long it's been since I've cleaned that.")
I could have done better this month. Totally disappointed with myself.
(I like to call this one: "We like to play a little game called, 'Strip Monopoly'".)
How come I didn't take a snap of that night, when I thought it would be totally fun to play this mystery video game together as a family, and it scared all my kids crapless, and so they ended up having a "sleepover" in my bed?
(I like to call this one: "Is that a sled on the right, or a potty training chair? And must they be mutually exclusive?")
That would have been a good shot.
That was such an uncomfortable night's sleep.
I'm going to make an even better effort this month, fo sho. All the small things. No child left behind! And so forth.
Also, this awesome cape was made by my sister in law, and you can flip it to reveal "Bat Girl" on the other side.
I'm wondering if it would be weird to get one in my size.