Glimpses of the Future

So I take a lot of pictures of my boys. A lot...


Even I can admit that it sometimes borders on obsessive. But there's a reason. Well, three reasons I guess...


First, they're adorable. I mean really, have you ever seen cuter boys? I may be just a tad biased on that one, I know. But clearly, they beg to have their pictures taken and shared with the world...


Second, I enjoy it. I did have someone suggest that I take pictures of other peoples children as a side job, but really, I just like my own. (That and I don't take criticism well so I'd need a very good PR manager to handle any clients else I bite their head off for not liking the same pictures I did). And as much as I love taking them, I love love love looking at them...


And finally, I'm trying to figure them out. I'm looking for those glimpses of the future. The ones where I'll get a feel for the men that these boys will become. The pictures I'll look back on someday, maybe even after they've made their own homes many miles away, and I'll be able to see the buds of who they are.


The pictures I'll look back on and be able to say, "yeah, that picture is SO you."


But that's the problem you see...


I don't know who they're going to be yet, so I don't know when or how to catch that on film.


So for now, I'll just stick to taking lots and lots of pictures...

Hope you like them too :)

A Lazy Blog

My parents are in town and this month feels like it's beating me already. But I did have a few things I wanted to share...

Because I was in Target this week and they already had their Christmas stuff out. And that made me think of how much joy this clip brought me last year.

And this because I'm working on finishing my Christmas shopping. Not that this was on my list.

And this because my parents are only here for the weekend which makes me sad enough to need a pick-me-up. And this always does it.

Underwear & A Dream

I have this dream. And it involves diapers. Throwing them out, never buying them again, never changing them, never having to think about them...you get the idea. I'm reaaaallly tired of diapers. Dash? Dash is not tired of diapers. Not one bit. I actually think he enjoys having me at his beck and call when his pants need to be, um, "refreshed". I have tried every trick in the book, from candy to harping on being a big boy and NOTHING seems to make him at all interested in the process. That stinker will sit on the potty for 20 minutes and get off only to soil his britches within minutes. So thinking back to Fin's (very easy) potty training, I remembered something. I remembered the power of underpants...
The power of underpants with your friends on them. Underpants you can't WAIT to wear...
Underpants with Toodee...
...and Foofa...
...and Wubzy. Wow Wow.

Here's hoping that they actually work. He asked to wear them right away, but over his diaper. I said no and so he's just been looking at them longingly for the past two days...Baby steps, baby steps...

Brothers

Those Eyes...

IMG_3917, originally uploaded by maggiefielding.

And you can see what keeps me away...