YashicaMat 124g, Ektar
YashicaMat 124g, Ektar
BW400cn, Canon AE1, theFINDlab
My sister took some pictures of me with the kids in Poland. I think I’m going to need to take her on all of our Europe trips from now on, for so many reasons.
I forget how dusty Royal City is until I go back during the dry months and watch the dust devils swirl across the fields and into the yard. When my aunt and uncle built a house they designed a special mud room specifically for stripping down the kids and getting them clean without bringing the mess into the rest of the house. Buckets for dirty shoes, a shower, laundry chute to send dust-covered undies straight to the washing machine. My mom could have used a room like that the night I took the kids out at sunset and let them throw dirt at each other. They loved it, and neither of them cried (to my surprise), even when their eyes and nose and mouth were thoroughly coated toward the end. I’m so glad my city kids get to have experiences like this.
Portra 800, Pentax 645, theFINDlab
Pentax 645, Portra 800, theFINDlab
Next week is his last at the preschool we’ve loved so much. The preschool that saved my sanity by helping me navigate through years 2-4 of parenting, a stage of development that felt like it was never going to end. But it has ended, and suddenly our four-year-old who would meltdown at the drop of a hat has transformed into a five-year-old who tells stories and asks for hugs and regularly surprises with his conscientiousness and desire to fill people’s buckets.
We haven’t talked yet about how he isn’t going to be going to the same school as his best friend anymore. We’re packing up the house right now, and where we live next won’t be that much farther from his best friend’s house in driving distance, but these two have an incredibly deep bond that won’t ever be the same after they start into different school systems for kindergarten. T1 has never napped well at school, and last week he shared that it’s because he’s worried he will be too groggy to get a seat next to his best friend when they get up from their mats and move to snack time. So he rests on his mat for two full hours, forcing himself to stay away for what comes next. That’s love right there.
Fuji Superia 800. Canon AE-1.
A boy and his birthday cake. He loved his rainbow cake so much that he’s frequently mentioned a desire to have the same cake again next year, but my guess is that once I show them the bevvy of options on Pinterest that he’ll want to try something new.
As I was baking this, I told my mom that I think this is my favorite holiday tradition. Partially because I eat dozens of spoonfuls worth of raw batter and frosting, but mostly because there’s so much joy found in creating a thing that will bring so much joy to the people I love. I haven’t baked a cake for TH in the past, and I didn’t make myself one last year, but I’m going to start doing so from now on.