Okay so I am a dork and very much enjoy thrift shopping. I think it is because I like to see what other people get rid of, what other people buy and what I can get a good deal on. It always makes me laugh looking through the books. A million copies of What to Expect When You Are Expecting, Purpose Driven Life, Chicken Soup for every soul, and a slew of romance novels. I flash back to the past when I see things like Caboodles in neon colors, floppy disks, computer games that must run on Windows 93, and VHS tapes of movies from my childhood. Every once in a while I find something that catches my eye. Ususally I do not go into Gw's looking for something in particular...you just can never predict what you will find, but I always manage to walk out (payign first of course) with some little treasure.
I enjoy consignment shops as well but they tend to be a little more pricey. When purusing a consignment shop like Once Upon A Child, i can not help but think " I can not wait til we are done having kids and I can cash in all his stuff. But then I think by the time that happens 7 kids will have worn it and a consignment shop would not want it!
More recently I have ventured into the lowest thrift shops. The kind run by a group of old woman who are making money for a charitable organizations. I never liked them before. Too much junk and a small selection but recently I have been shopping for Science Olympiad and have been looking for junk. Goodwill does not sell enough junk, it is sorted too much before it reaches the floor.
I had a great time and found some great stuff for baby cakes.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Guitar Baby
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Learning to Sleep and An Epiphany
Kurt and I have been struggling with how to help William go to bed on his own without him feeling like we have abandoned him forever. We of course tried a few other methods with no sucsess. So we ordered a DVD and watched it with William (like he cared) and tried it out. Tonight was rough but hopefully tomorrow will be better. No one tells you about these things or maybe they do and we assume that our kid will be different! They are not and they will not be.
We had Mass today at school and we celebrated Epiphany (always use the weekend readings) and the church was adorned with a nativity and a banner depicting Mary and Joseph and an angel and a little baby in a trough. And I could not help but think about what it was really like. Most likely Mary did not just set her baby in a trough and stare at him as most statues illistrate. ( I get that they are statues and show one moment in time.) I was also thinking about the three wise men visiting and how that must have made Mary feel. Three strange, not commonly excepted men coming, uninvited, after giving birth without pain meds and while adjusting to the crazy birth hormones. I am sure the gifts were a buffer but I am not sure that she would be welcoming them in with open arms! Then some random shepherds show up at the door and say "hey we wanted to check out your kid, we were told he was God." And although I am aware that the little drummer boy has no biblical merit, if some little kid had come banging on a drum. I would have smiled sure, but would have been thinking where in the world is your mother! I just wonder what that event was really like.
We had Mass today at school and we celebrated Epiphany (always use the weekend readings) and the church was adorned with a nativity and a banner depicting Mary and Joseph and an angel and a little baby in a trough. And I could not help but think about what it was really like. Most likely Mary did not just set her baby in a trough and stare at him as most statues illistrate. ( I get that they are statues and show one moment in time.) I was also thinking about the three wise men visiting and how that must have made Mary feel. Three strange, not commonly excepted men coming, uninvited, after giving birth without pain meds and while adjusting to the crazy birth hormones. I am sure the gifts were a buffer but I am not sure that she would be welcoming them in with open arms! Then some random shepherds show up at the door and say "hey we wanted to check out your kid, we were told he was God." And although I am aware that the little drummer boy has no biblical merit, if some little kid had come banging on a drum. I would have smiled sure, but would have been thinking where in the world is your mother! I just wonder what that event was really like.
Friday, January 1, 2010
Naked Baby Shots
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
New Jammies
After we took a bunch of photos and played for a while he crashed on our bed. I could not resist.
Monday, December 28, 2009
Desire to be Creative
I was thinking last night about the desire to be creative. An author finding just the right twist to invoke emotion, an artist painting, sculpting or drawing in order to paint the bigger picture to tell a story without words, a photographer trying to find just the right angle that speaks about the environment, the mood and the subject all in one click. A chef combining the perfect blend of elements that makes a person's taste buds beg for one more bite. I think we all desire to creative something that speaks about our selves, better than our words, better than our art, better than our portraits, that tells the whole story from the right angle making people beg for one more opportunity to see us as we really are.
I tried some different angles today. Here is what we captured.


I tried some different angles today. Here is what we captured.
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Overkill
Okay so I know this is the third post I have had today. I guess I am just making up for lost time. William, Kurt and I just went outside to try out his new sled! It was really cute. William hates the snow in his eyes. We will have to find a time when it is not snowing to go out and take some more pics.
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