The kiddos decided to do their best impersonation of daddy today. After witnessing me set up and shoot the colored pencils for my Project Blue yesterday. They took plastic cups and filled them with water and ginger ale. They placed markers and colored pencils in the mixture and took pictures of them. Talk about Monkey See, Monkey Do!!! It’s fun to see their little brains working.
So, my theme for this week’s Facebook 52 Week Photo Challenge was Blue. I started by photographing some of our blue goblets, and a blue ball of yarn. They weren’t bad ideas for my project, and they turned out pretty good. But I wanted something more. Then I remembered I wanted to try something I saw in a MagBook. The picture I saw was a set of colored pencils submersed in sparkling water, which created a bubbly effect. After bouncing some ideas of my wife. I went to work. In keeping with my theme for the week, I selected various shades of blue colored pencils, and placed them in a Pyrex glass dish. I didn’t have any sparkling water, so I mixed tap water and ginger ale to create the desired effect. To keep the pencils from floating in the water, I filled a small Tupperware container with water and placed it on top of the pencils. Then I placed the glass dish onto a projector, which created some back lighting for the photo. I have to say this was the first time I have ever set up a photograph. I am so use to taking pictures of flowers, landscapes, and just candid photographs. It was a lot of fun. I just may have to do it again.
Parents are the buttons of life.
They hold everything together!
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I find simple elegance in taking pictures of wild flowers, it often reminds me God’s creativity and that He will always take care of us.
And Why worry about your clothing? Look at the lilies of the field and how they grow. They don’t work or make their clothing, yet Solomon in all his glory was not dressed as beautifully as they are. And if God Cares so wonderfully for wildflowers that are here today and thrown into the fire tomorrow, he will certainly care for you.
My next few posts will be some of my older stuff from when I first started this blog. Just feeling a little nostalgic!!!
This was from my wife’s blog A New Kind Of Normal.
It is interesting to see something written by Andy. He’s a man of few words usually so when he has something to say, I listen… or read as the case my be. I don’t get many glimpses into the mind of a father but here is a little something from Andy for his girls and anyone who is a father.
At the end of the work day my father would come home to a son waiting at the top of the stairs, waiting to jump into his arms. An intimate moment with a father and son. A moment of complete trust from a son who knows his father will not drop him. Those moments of my childhood are a distant memory, but I always remember my father taking a few moments of this day to show me love.
As a father of two girls, I want to have the same intimate moments with them to let them know they are loved.
My youngest daughter loves to sit on my lap. My legs make the perfect throne for a princess. My oldest is always presenting me with her scratches and booboos. I have the band aids and medicine ready. I’m not waiting for the big moments to show love. I’m doing my best to show it in every little moment that is just as important and that builds the trust for the big events.
Our Heavenly Father wants that same relationship with us. He is waiting at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for us to jump. His lap is open for us to sit on. He is waiting with band aids and medicine for us to come to him.
Oh, what a sweet husband I have…
I found this article to be interesting:
http://tvnz.co.nz/national-news/school-ditches-rules-and-loses-bullies-5807957
What do you think? Are kids today over protected or is it just right?
I remember back in elementary school our playground equipment was not the best, but we had the basics. We had a set of swings, monkey bars, and slides. I had the greatest time hanging upside down like a bat, and swinging and sliding like crazy. We didn’t have to many rules, other then staying where our teachers could still see us. Pretty simple. One time I did fall off the monkey bars and hit my head on a piece of concrete sticking out of the ground. I survived the event with just a little scar and a memory.
Do you remember any of this playground equipment? I had so much fun on all of these things!!! We just had to be a little more creative with our play.
all images were found on Google.
So, this morning our daughters have charged me with babysitting their stuff animals. We have been reading stories together, while the girls are preparing a play dough lunch.
You may be asking about “bathing sister”. While living in Montana we had to out source or babysitting to local girls we knew. The girls would get super excited about having a “bathing sister”. Hence the name and which I modified for me.
The clouds remind me of a layered cake. I don’t think I have ever seen them stack like that before. It was fun to see.
So, today I’m laid up on the couch not feeling all that great. The three year old has a faucet for a nose and the wifey has jury duty. The five year old is taking care of myself and our faucet. She made us a snack of tortilla chips, an apple and banana AND ketchup. Yes ketchup!!! Well her intentions were good. I love this little girl. Hope to feel better soon.
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