Kids are such wonderful natural artists! And can be pretty prolific when given full reign to create whatever, whenever.
But if you save all their masterpieces, how do you organize them?
Anybody have any ideas for sorting / storing and / or displaying kids’ art?? And school papers? Oh, so very many school work papers since our little angel first entered the halls of academia at age 2. So much stuff collected over the years, I’m not sure what to do with it.
About the 3 pix in this post… For Mothers’ Day when Kelly was four, her pre-school teachers gave each of us a little album of our darlings at work and play. Sweet, eh!?
Anyway, speaking of being transported… back to the Beauty Shop Cutie (Cutie Shop Beauty?) photo tweaking.
And now that edit!!!! “The REVEAL” because I know I’ve worked you too hard over this…
Crazy, eh?
But you know what’s REALLY crazy, ladies and gents?!? My photos are now Ludicrous Wide!! Yes indeed, I upped ‘em another 30px wide!
Isane!
(Whoops, I mean “insane”)
Just how much wilder can this blog get!?!?!
Next I’ll probably be putting up a photo of Kelly looking all Jason Vorhees in a mask she made from a paper napkin at a rib joint a few weeks ago!
But that’s a bit much. Sorry.
Here, let me help you recover from that mask pic with something calmer…
Sleeping angel, age 4.
Ahhhhh. There we go. All better now.
Have YOU ever “painted” anything out of any photos? Do you think it’s “cheating?” I don’t! I think it’s “Enhancing Viewer Pleasure!”
And if you don’t know how to, and want to “Paint” - it’s easy!! I stumbled onto it a few months ago, and taught myself as I went. (Note: I am not sure if MS Paint works on Mac computers, not a computer expert. But I CAN do the highland fling!)
And below — voilà in reverse!! Mustard stained shirt, little dirt on wall. Bits of lunch around her mouth.
Told you it was getting absolutely nuts around here!!!
In autumn of 1993 God came to Jim in a dream and told him to build planter boxes in front of our humble bungalow. And Jim did.
God told me to splash our bungalow’s dull grey trim with Bermuda colors, then try my hand at filling the planter boxes. And I did.
Spring bulbs came up!
Little birdies sang.
We drank much beer.
In early 1995 God sent Jim visions of a terra cotta / dark green paint combo for the bungalow. And it came to pass.
God told me to paint the door white. That too came to pass.
The shrubs flourished, I planted others. And trees! I dabbled in summer flowers.
We drank more beer.
In 1994 we started building our first addition, then a second in 1996. And later, a third — glimpses of which I showed youhere. Sometime during the years of those first 3 additions, God also had us gut and remodel our kitchen and transform a spare bedroom into a dining room.
At some point the front door went green. (God likes to change things up.)
He saw that things were very good.
He gave us The Child. This one…
Sweetest bloom our entryway has ever seen.
Then…
God smiled and said “Jim, my son. You have done well with your own two hands. But you must build a 4th and final addition to the bungalow. Begin by taking out the planter boxes you built on the south side of the front yard. There you will build a whole new entry into a breezeway connected to a 2-car garage with a media room up over it. Build a half-bath at the top of the stairs. (A lean-to shed off the end of the new garage would please me too.)
Make sure a gilded wooden pineapple decorates the very pinnacle, that you take at least 8 yearsfrom start to finish of said project in your spare time, and that you also build this for The Childwhile you are working on Addition Four!
Oh — and paint the entire abode again (I like that new “Navajo White” with dark green trim I see folks using.)
But, Jim my son, please finish the interior of Addition Four by December 1st, 2010. Even though Jannie will one day find respite in something called “blogging,” which will ease her wailing and moaning over what she will come to dub “this fricking never-ending house remodel,” she’d really like the Christmas tree in there for 2010!”
So it was decreed.
Yesterday God told me to go out with my iPhone and take a photo of the exterior of the very lovely-but-still-unfinished pineapple-pinnacled addition.
And one of our entryway.
Yes, the Old Door is still where it was in 1994! The New Door is in the breezeway addition. We’ve had both doors for 5 or 6 years now. (We use the new one.)
The “tree” you see to the left is actually the one-same little pittosporum that was behind the tulips above!
God says that one day the Old Door will be magically replaced with a beautiful new window, one with finished stonework all ’round.
Fairies will dance and glazed donuts will pour down our street like tumbleweeds.
Yes, there will be beer for all!
And our sweetest bloom will continue to grace our every breath.
What’s your sweetest bloom (or blooms) in life these days?
Welcome to my first official Photo Wednesday Whoo-hoo!, where the pictures will hopefully speak for themselves.
Rather than closing comments on my Wednesday posts, my responses may be nil to sparse to enable me more time to get around and read YOUR wonderful blog posts, but for sure I’ll be reading all comments here. And you’ll still love me anyway, right!?
(My Monday and Friday post offerings will afford you the unparalleled thrill of my personal response to your comments.)
So…
Kelly is definitely a hat girl. Her extreme cuteness made those toddler “I Do Myseff!!” moments easier to live through from about 13 months until the age of, um, 5, when she suddenly became incapable of doing things for herself. Hmmn. Strange phenomenon.
my jannie was hopping to show yoo some new viddio todae of she singing, butt she komputer cot on fier and explodid last nite. she is fine tho, except for a milde konkussins. and i haz onlee a few berned wiskirs. and my tale. and the kat, but onlee his furs on his left sied.
so i posting wile my jannie stil asleeping. i hop she wil be prowd of me i up so erlee and werking harde. maybee she raze my salliry to $2.10 dollirs a week, espeshilly sinse my speling iz so improoving.
so heer we goes…
these fotos iz all frum the day my kelly got her casting off she arm. one monts ago, i tink.
i taeked all these myself.
heer iz my kelly in one of the big rumes in the texis kapitul bilding.
heer is my kelly in frunt of the bilding with some tall guys woo nevir moving a mussel. (i evin came bak next dae to wotch them, but they nevir evir moved evin one littel bite.)
heer is my kelly wating for the doctir to come and take she casting off.(she wuz hoping to brake she other arm, I think, dansing all around the tabel.she is mutch ennergees, my kelly.)
and heer is my kelly in frunt of happee noodle chubbie hugging time of funs. my jannie and my kelly lieks the name of it.and i lieks they karrits iz alweys fressh.and onse they gived me a free plastic spoone for my cabbige soop.
so that iz it for todae.
i hops we get yoo some viddio soone, i thinks next frydae the 18, becuz my jannie posting another exciting thing on tuesdae the 15.
wit love and infeckshuns — blue bunny manigemints
BUTT WATE!!! THERE”S MOR!!!!! my jannie’s sister just opined up her very own new blogg. hoo-woo!!!!! I bet my rosie rosann would lov if you pooped in to say hello to she.
Cousin Alyssa, almost two years old. Kelly, 6 weeks old. In Canada.
Yep, 8 years ago Kelly was NOT digging the pumpkin suit. Actually, she wasn’t digging much at all at 6 weeks, except milk and sleep — almost every other moment she spent with her face like this. Poor baby.
Happy Halloween, all! Hope you don’t spend it crying!
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