Thursday, February 26, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Sometimes I just like to sit and listen to my kids playing and most of the time it makes my heart warm, sometimes I can ward off a fight or catch them doing something good. Today it just made me laugh.
Griffin and Parker were working on a project, a poster for his bedroom. He got up to eat some cereal and Parker stayed near the markers.
Griffin: Parker come over here and sit with me. (I think it is so sweet that he wants her near him.)
Parker: (Blank Stare)
Griffin: Parker come over here and leave the poster alone. I don't trust you. It's your shifty eyes.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
I am sure all of our parents had dreams of what they wanted us to be. Of course I have thought about my kids when they grow up wondering what they will be but more than that I think about their personalities and what would fit well with that. Although there aren't a whole lot of jobs for irrational, fit throwing, screaming people so I have to think futuristically. (Insert your choice of celebrity references here.)
Cooper told me he wants to be a graffer which translated into English means a photographer. "Either that or someone that washes off fire, like a fireman or maybe a farmer or something" said he. So I thought what the heck, I won't be a squelcher of dreams, I'll let him have a shot. Hopefully his passion will turn into talent at some point, maybe when he stops holding the camera facing himself. Here are a couple of the 47 pics of the floor, his belly and my ear.
And where did spellcheck go?