I wish very often that my eyes could be a camera. I see so many perfect snapshots throughout my day - the migrant workers sitting in the early morning sun, waiting to pick pumpkins; that would have been a beautiful photo. Or, if I could have captured Eliza's beautiful smile when she first saw me this morning, her clothes perfectly rumpled and sleep lines carved into her skin; Daniel walking down the sidewalk hand in hand with Judah and Eve... There is so much I see that I wish I could capture with a camera. Instead they turn into memories.
Here are a few word snapshots of my day...
Money scattered all over the road, a bright pink envelope, and me picking it all up - thrilled that I remembered I put it on the top of the car so I could turn around and find it. God doesn't always answer our prayers the way we want Him to, but I am very thankful He answered this one the way I had asked.
My face when I found out we are getting a new neighbor; a look, I'm sure, of panic and hopeful happiness.
A man at the Commissary tipping his hat at me. I don't believe I have ever had a hat tip in my direction before. The hat tipping and subsequent "Good Morning, Ma'am" may have taken place because of the dirty, dirty look I shot his way. He was smoking near my car and it was blowing all over me and my kids. I don't take kindly to that. Though, now that I think of it, I did have my sunglasses on so said dirty, dirty look probably went unnoticed.
The look on Eliza's face when I helped her play a chasing, screaming, laughing game with her older siblings. It was beautiful to see her thrill at being able to play in one of their games.
The anticipation in the eyes of the little boy running to give his mother a beautiful rose I snipped off a bush for him. I might have yelled "Make sure you tell her you love her!" as he was headed towards home.
And not actually from today but one that keeps re-playing in my mind's eye: Judah's sweet face when I asked him if he was lying about spilling water...
"Did you spill the water, Judah?"
"No, Mama."
"Are you lying to me, Judah?"
"Yeth, Mama." His face was upturned, looking at me in complete sincerity. I can't help but smile when I think of it.
Do you have any snapshot memories you'd like to share? I do hope so, because I would love to read them.
*Post from 1 year ago today: Flower Girl Slideshow
Here are a few word snapshots of my day...
Money scattered all over the road, a bright pink envelope, and me picking it all up - thrilled that I remembered I put it on the top of the car so I could turn around and find it. God doesn't always answer our prayers the way we want Him to, but I am very thankful He answered this one the way I had asked.
My face when I found out we are getting a new neighbor; a look, I'm sure, of panic and hopeful happiness.
A man at the Commissary tipping his hat at me. I don't believe I have ever had a hat tip in my direction before. The hat tipping and subsequent "Good Morning, Ma'am" may have taken place because of the dirty, dirty look I shot his way. He was smoking near my car and it was blowing all over me and my kids. I don't take kindly to that. Though, now that I think of it, I did have my sunglasses on so said dirty, dirty look probably went unnoticed.
The look on Eliza's face when I helped her play a chasing, screaming, laughing game with her older siblings. It was beautiful to see her thrill at being able to play in one of their games.
The anticipation in the eyes of the little boy running to give his mother a beautiful rose I snipped off a bush for him. I might have yelled "Make sure you tell her you love her!" as he was headed towards home.
And not actually from today but one that keeps re-playing in my mind's eye: Judah's sweet face when I asked him if he was lying about spilling water...
"Did you spill the water, Judah?"
"No, Mama."
"Are you lying to me, Judah?"
"Yeth, Mama." His face was upturned, looking at me in complete sincerity. I can't help but smile when I think of it.
Do you have any snapshot memories you'd like to share? I do hope so, because I would love to read them.
*Post from 1 year ago today: Flower Girl Slideshow
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I wish I had a picture of Oceana and I tonight making blueberry playdough pancakes.
I think what makes the playdough special is that it was a promise - and Oceana knew it. We were in KMart when she asked for playdough - expensive name brand Play-Do. I told her I'd make her some at home. "I promise."
And I remembered that I promised it. One day after naptime there was bright blue playdough waiting for her.
She loves it. She wants a spatula, a spoon, a cookie cutter, and a rolling pin. And she'll be happy for quite a while...
It makes me smile.
I just posted a handful of these kind of things yesterday on my personal journal. Here are a couple:
M has been singing "Happy Birthday" a lot - it goes "Happy to do, Happy to do, Happy to do" ad nauseum... but its really cute at the same time.
R has been singing "God is bigger than the boogie man" from Veggie Tales. I started singing it to him because he's now afraid of the robots in his room. That goes, "God is bigger thaaaan... the booooogieman. He's bigger or the monsters on TV. God is bigger thaaaan... the boooooogieman. He's bigger or the monsters on TV." Again... over and over. Though he does like the part where he yells "Hey cut that out!"
Unless they're exceedingly tired, they've both been pretty good about saying their prayers with us at night lately. I love listening to M's word-at-the-end-of-the-phrase version of the creed. And R's Sign of the Cross at the beginning of prayers goes, "Our Father and the Son and the Ho-wee Spiwit Ahhhhmen!!"
He also asks me if I remember "the blue and yellow store? Best Buy?" I do - thanks for asking... but we haven't gone there but 2 or 3 times since we moved to Oregon. I don't know where that comes from.
M and R have been tucking their babies into the doll cradles that we have - M especially. Then they get rocked and sung to and M gives them the bottle she has - and occasionally "side" (her word for nursing). Yesterday the babies were in the hospital because they were sick, according to R. They could play that game for hours.
M has taken a great liking to her pelt that I got for her in SD. She lays it out on the floor and then curls up on it or does, I guess, pelt angels on it. And she gets very upset if R tries to get on it.
I wish I had a picture of Max's face when he came into the kitchen last night to tell me the exciting news that he has a loose tooth! Eyes full of excitement :)
I also wish I had a picture of the little girl excitement on Abby's face when I reminded her that her daddy was going to take her to preschool today for their "Donuts for Dads" day.
Finally, I wish I had a picture of Lucy when I go into her room to get her up and she's just waking up. Even when she is laying down and her eyes haven't opened all the way she gives the biggest smile because she knows I'm in the room :) Warms my heart. All 3 of them.
I totally know what you mean about wishing your eyes were cameras, I've thought that sooooo many times - and my son is such a bouncing off the walls kid that a million amazing pictures pass us by, but I love the still moments, the ones of quiet where suddenly we're both just resting with each other and you don't dare grab a camera for fear of ruining the moment...
It's so funny that you said that line about wishing your eyes were a camera and able to capture all that you see. I say that to myself and to Sean at least 10 times a week. :)
I wish I could capture the look on Sean's face when he's trying not to laugh at something silly I've said/done. ( I see that look alot)
Or the beauty of so many sunsets that I've seen and not been able to capture
I love snapshots of the everyday, so much so that this week I am carrying my camera EVERY where I go so that I do capture those moments. There is a scrap book challenge on this web site that helps you document the everyday. It's very cool to fallow along.
http://aliedwards.typepad.com
those memories would make wonderful photos!
Haha, I can't think of anything right now, because seriously I would have said "hold on a sec!"
ran and grabbed the camera and then said "ok, now you can walk away." :) I do that A LOT!
"Hold on, don't move! I need the camera!"
I was putting the baby to sleep last night. Tim was at a church meeting. I could hear the fridge door open and shut, open and shut, and then I heard a drawer open, the clanking of silverware, and the door shut.
Hmmm. What could he be doing? I decided to finish with the baby and deal with it later.
It is Samuel's face that is etched in my mind. You could tell he was pondering if he was going to be in trouble mixed with the thrill that he made his very own glass of chocolate milk.
He said quietly "I made it all by myself mama!" Waited for my response, then gave me a great big smile!
I had the perfect photo moment a few years ago, but i didn't have a camera.
I was at work looking out the windows. I work across the street from a hospital and pregnancy clinic.
Crossing the alley between the two buldings was a young mother leisurely (sp?) pushing her baby in her stroller. A few yards behind her was an very elderly lady pushing her walker.
A perfect picture of our seasons in life.
To this day I think of that missed Kodak moment. It was perfect.
Oooh so I am not the only one who wishes they could take photos with their eyes!
I've often felt the same thing...I don't think any camera in the world could capture things exactly as we see them.
I often wish I had my camera with me during the day, all sorts of things fly by that I feel like I am missing.
Does Eliza keep that bow in her hair? DO tell!!! Leah rips hers out the second I put it on . . . so we're back to the "oh, what a cute little BOY" comments from strangers again. Uh, even when she's wearing pink.
All of these came out so great, Andrea. I love them all:)
I have often wished I could have a camera wired to my eyeball...
The vivid picture you paint is amazing as I've said before you have such a way with words - I love reading!
Taking photos with your eyes wouldn't it be marvelous!
There are a few moments that have been etched in my mind with Jericho lately. She is starting to sign and at lunch to day I ask if she wanted more cottage cheese she nodded YES! with her big blue eyes wide and alive and as she signed more the joy on her face from being able to communicate, me being proud and excited that she signed it and getting more cottage cheese all at the same time was almost to much for her. She was bubbly and I soaked up every moment it was priceless.
There have been so many moments like this lately with Jericho - I'm loving it!
There are priceless moments with Gideon that I have etched in my minds camera too but I'll tell ya about them later. I don't think I can handle thinking (well I am think about them I don't think I can write) about them right now.
Tarah
p.s. Love all the pictures you took! You did a great job!
Awww, "yeth mama." Too cute. Love this last picture, too!
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