Another week has passed, and a million things I’ve wanted to tell you all about (okay, at least 27 on my to-write list) sit in my head, unblogged. But what I’m lacking in words these days, I’m making up for in pictures. I’m pretty prolific on Instagram lately. I blame easy access to an iPhone while snuggling, rocking, feeding a baby. And boredom. I mean, there is only so much I can stare lovingly at my kid’s head. Even HE is starting to get creeped out by it.
So I take pictures of his head sometimes. And then play around with them in Snapseed.
One for the baby books!
Good thing I don’t make baby books.
I’ve also tried to make an effort to get more pictures with my “fancy” Canon 6D. I remember I tried to do a Photo 365 blog after Leyna was born. That was destined to be a failure, and proved to be so. This time, no pressure. No daily, weekly or monthly quotas. Just pictures when I can manage it.
I do well with no pressure.
First, let’s just get this out of the way- THAT. SMIRK.
We are so fortunate that Scott can work from home often. Mainly, he’s able to help out more because he doesn’t have to commute to work. So he can do things like pack lunches before his work day starts, and take the kids to the park as soon as his day is over.
But every now and then, I’m able to hand Lowell to him for a few minutes while I get dressed or make us both lunch. These were moments caught at the end of a workday this week.
How lucky our kids are to grow up with a father who is so very present in their lives.
Sometimes, though, we are not very present. On purpose. Sometimes we are having grown up conversation about pressing matters like new kitchen counters and just what the hell the neighbor is doing in his garage all day with his shirt off.
Sometimes we ignore our children. I HIGHLY RECOMMEND IT.
It forces them to, like, entertain themselves. Trust, they will ask us if they can use one of the 50 pieces of technology in this house to entertain them over and over and over again. We just keep ignoring them.
And then this happens.
Kendall finds 2 blankets and some clothes pins. He pins one on the back of Leyna and ties another around him. They are suddenly super heroes.
Super heroes that work double duty as dry mops. We’ve just unlocked level 151 of Parenthood with this achievement, I’m sure.
Sometimes the price you pay for ignoring your kids and getting them to leave you alone is a toddler covered in markers and stickers.
And a super hero cape. It’s worth it.
To finish off the week, I spent no less than 30 minutes taking pictures of my 5.5 week old’s belly button today.
Because IT’S A SWIRL. Like a little cinnamon roll in the middle of his belly. A perfect spiral.
I’m obsessed with the whole package, but had to stop everything I was doing today (which was nothing) to document and preserve that sweet little detail.
And while I was at it, I photographed every other detail, too.
So that’s some of the pictures of our week.
Maybe I’ll do this again next week. Maybe I won’t. No pressure.