Today is the day we say goodbye to Chicago! Our stuff is packed, the apartment is semi-clean, and I’m about to suffer through yet another Chicago-Denver-Spokane flight (this time T1 has his own seat, so I think things should be a little bit better). I’ll stay with my family for a few days, and then I’ll be in Utah by Sunday!
I decided I wanted to get some 2 year pictures of T1, something more formal than the snapshots I take around the house. A cute outfit, outside, with nice light. I was able to make the first two work, but on the day we were able to fit the pictures in the sun slipped behind some clouds and didn’t come out again for the rest of the evening. The result was a set of pictures filled with cute expressions, but not what I was going for and so I decided to wait until the weather warmed up a bit more and do another round before I wrote his two year celebration post.
We went to the elevator and played the “elevator game” I taught him. We stand with our bums on the wall and put our hands on our head, on our feet, on our stomach, on our mouth, etc. Great way to keep him occupied and teach him body parts at the same time!
We found a nice spot but I could not get him to let go of the plastic bag filled with bread. Silly boy!
We spent most of our time around this abandoned house for sale a few blocks from the UofC campus. I’ve had my eye on it for a long time now and no one stopped us to say we shouldn’t walk up and down the stairs and play in the yard so I figured we were fine (ask forgiveness, not permission is one of the first rules of on-location photography).
He was in a great mood this day, which made wrangling him while simultaneously taking pictures much easier.
Doesn’t he look like such a big boy here?
I think this might be my favorite.
Parenting is very much about good days and bad days. This day was a really, really good day and I love looking back at these pictures and remembering it.