Winter Sun & Parenting Fail.
Parenting fail of the day yesterday:
It was 60 degrees and sunny out yesterday afternoon, so we went to the park.
Gorgeous winter sunlight.
Just what everyone needs–a dose of vitamin D and fresh air. Soak it up.
The girls ran and ran. In fact they did almost nothing but run!
Rosie wouldn’t even stop to let me take her picture. How dare a five year old want to have fun rather than be photographed by her mother. Tsk.
Clearly no one has ever told her that it’s memorable to over zealously capture every moment in a photograph.
Ada is still well under my influence, thankfully. When she outgrows it I will have to immediately replace her with a newer, tinier, more compliant model.
I was meeting another family there to do some one year pictures, so I brought this chair.
It ended up turning out that her kids weren’t into pictures that day at all, but I got great ones of my kids. Maybe I have my kids trained to sit and look cute.
I play games with them like, “Here comes the mousey from the barny to the housey to get you!” then I jump back and snap a picture, or just plain old peek-a-boo from behind my camera sometimes works great.
Nothing matters as much as finding a sweet spot full of delicious light!
Their backs to the afternoon sun, and a few rays in the edge of the viewfinder.
Hello sun magic! (This is almost straight out of the camera, I just warmed it up a tiny bit and boosted the contrast a little.)
The park is actually grounds of a local historical house and it has acres of open fields, woods, a creek with a babbling brook, and very nice playground equipment.
It’s just around the corner (have to drive across a busy road though) and there are rarely other people during the weekdays. You get the entire thing to yourself, and as a bonus it has very clean flushing toilets. My dogs love to run there too.
The house is an 1800’s plantation style mansion with slave quarters and original log cabins. Sometimes the older ladies who volunteer there come out in their 1800’s costumes to say hi. I love that. I fully plan on being one of those old ladies one day when I’m gray haired and my kids are grown.
There’s a field of cows across the driveway, big black Angus waiting to be steak. The woods conceal train tracks. Loud trains go by every ten minutes, which the girls love to see. We can hear the trains from our house but can’t see them unless we’re at this park.
Did I mention how nice it was to just get outside and play? Despite the 25 mph wind the sun was still glorious.
I am not a fan of winter. Especially this winter, where there’s been cool wet weather with little snow or actual WINTER. Just lots of blah, gray days.
Sometimes I dream about moving somewhere that has no winter and instead has beautiful beaches.
Then I think it would be too hard to leave our families here. The girls deserve to have grandparents, aunts, and uncles more than they would need to have warmth and beaches year round. I think.
I have to snap pictures of them quick before someone gets up and runs away, so I don’t always get time to line up the shot perfectly like I’d like.
But the memories are worth saving, all the same…
Ada loves this sweater. (Thank Sara!)
We got snow cones afterward, to celebrate a beautiful (strangely) sunny and warm January day. Ada just had shaved ice, which I told her was snow. She tasted it and yelled, “Oh MINE!”
That’s what she says instead of oh my, which I think is adorable. Now Tyler and I have started saying it too. Rosie is all like, WHY ARE YOU ALL SAYING THAT WRONG!
Rosie is a stickler for rules and correctness in all things.
After we got home I had to takeRosie to her piano lesson and my mom stopped by after work to watch Ada.
Apparently Ada was worn out from the park, and when I got home at 5:30 she started crying and couldn’t stop. I tried so hard to keep her awake.
5:30 is not a good time to go to bed. Bad, bad…unless you want to be up all night!
Then she nursed and nursed, and ate a piece of shredded cheese and completely spewed her belly contents all over me, herself and the couch.
And I gave up on keeping her awake. She passed out cold in bed.
At 10:30 she woke up completely happy saying, “I hongry Momma!”
She was bouncing off the walls until 2:30 in the morning.
Toddler insomnia via Photo Booth on the iMac:
Me today, and well most days really thanks to Ada: