The Children's Museum, Part 2

While we were at the Children's Museum we mostly took pictures of Atticus since he was the one playing. Esme had fun watching everything but was too small to do hardly anything. In the train room, though, we had great lighting for the first time, so while Atticus played with the trains we had an impromptu photo shoot. Here are the results!

These first two are so similar, but I can't decide which I like more:

My camera has this nice feature where you can have it just take picture after picture about a second apart. I have hundreds of shots of Esme from this session alone. I tried to pick out the best.

These next two are right after each other. Her expression changes so fast!

I can't bring myself to get rid of all the in-between pictures because if I click through them fast it's like a movie. I love it!

This last one's kinda blurry, but it's one of the few where she wasn't looking right at me. I like it a lot. I wish it had turned out better.

Her eyes are usually a cool gray/green color, but those overalls really brought the green out. I'm so, so glad I have a decent camera and know a little about how to take pictures. I don't have anything nearly this good of Atticus at the same age. Oh, well.

Hope you liked the pics! Which is your favorite?

The Children's Museum, Part 1

Our library has free day passes to all kinds of fun things including the Children's Museum, so one day a couple months ago we took the kids. After realizing how many pictures I wanted to put up I decided to make it two posts. This first one is all Atticus, all the time.

We spent some time in the water room first. Unfortunately, the combination of the lighting and my not-so-awesome camera meant almost all of them blurred.

Here he is in the tree reading area:

Here's Justin painting his face. (We took turns. Maybe you think we should have let him do this himself, but you would be wrong.) The green above the eyebrows was my doing, but Justin got to do the crowning achievement -- the mustache. I've also got to add that when he looked at this picture just now he said, "Oh, I had paint on. I was just Jesus Christ." Apparently there's a theme going on here.

Atticus at the bus:

And here's where he spent the most time -- the train table. He loved this.

And, for good measure, here's what he thinks of you:

Rocks, Rivers, and Bare Feet

I think about posting sometimes, but I'm so tired lately. Really, really tired. But here goes. I thought I'd keep it simple to get myself to do it. Here are some of my favorite pictures from the last couple of months. I'll do this in a series. This first set is from a day when we took the kids to the river, obviously.

Here's Atticus hoarding rocks:

Posing (or maybe just pulling back for a throw):

Giving me a weird face:

And here he is after I told him to go get the mud off his hands. He did a pretty good job! I must admit, something about this pose makes me think of paintings of Christ I've seen. Maybe that's sacrilegious. Whatever.

Now it's Esme's turn. Here she is with Justin:

And here she is checking out the water. She looks kind of suspicious. She probably thinks it's a Communist.

And in this last one you can tell she was pretty much ready to go home. Also, she wanted me to know I was the worst person ever.