Just one portrait this week, after last week’s deluge.
I wound up with more great pictures of the boys than I know what to do with this session. Grandparents, get ready, you’ve hit the mother-load this week. The light in my bedroom in the afternoons tends to be wonderful for photographs, so I dragged the boys upstairs, tossed them on my bed, and shot while they played. They had both just gotten up from naps and were in a very loving mood, which resulted in lots of extremely sweet shots. Shots I plan on clinging to when they knock each other down and steal each other’s toys and are generally being horrible little monsters to each other.
G helped me get my settings right for the light before we started:
Then it was time to play!
If these all look pretty sedate, there’s a reason. These kiddos move FAST, and me, being silly, I didn’t change over to sport mode. So, most of the “action” shots are blurred streaks of hair and teeth. The ones that are in focus are almost all from resting in between bursts of activity. Ah well. Some day I’ll learn better!
This is what I see when I spend too long sewing or working on the blog. Two sweet little faces, hanging out together, patiently waiting for Mama to come play with them.
Little by little they’re entertaining each other more. G still gets frustrated by his little brother, and typically prefers playing with me or the Mr, but every once in a while I hear him yelling for R to play with him. R, for his part, will play with anyone or anything that moves. He has started doing pullups on gates and the drawer pulls on our island. My brain is running on overdrive trying to predict what he’s going to get into next.
OH I’m such a good mom, capturing my boys at their absolute most striking and documenting it for posterity! *snickers*
Don’t feed these monsters after midnight folks.
…and yes, that IS the face R has been making that I mentioned last week. I get it at least a dozen times a day. It’s kind of my most favorite thing at the moment.
Only one of the boys gets a portrait this week. Title aside, I’m not actually playing favorites. G is out of town with my parents and I forgot to get pictures of him (beyond the ones for the shorts I made him) before he left. R stuck with us though, so he gets his picture:
He has started making this hilarious “I disapprove” face, and I really want to capture it on “film”…but so far he has been too quick for me. Perhaps next week.
G’s wardrobe was seeming a little thin this summer. Once we hit the stretches of consistent heat, it seemed like he never had enough shorts to make it more than a few days. As a result, I sewed him up a couple of new pairs.
That second pair was made for a performance we went to at the aerial gym that was “Midsummer” themed, and that impish grin is awful appropriate, since, after I finished the shorts, I found that he had MORE than enough shorts, and the reason he never seemed to have any was because he was changing 3-4 times a day…every time he so much as dripped a bit of water on himself. Oy.
R also got an outfit for the performance:
I used the same basic idea I did with the tshirt for G’s Batman pajamas and clipped out some images from a sample of Spoonflower’s new microsuede before stitching around the edges.
G’s shorts were both made with the basic sleep short pattern, but I added patch pockets, trimmed with bias tape made from leftover Batman fabric, to the blue pair after he expressed disappointment the green shorts were pocket free.
He’s a tyrant, that G.
It was a wild week here. We headed to the pool with a cousin, had dinner with several friends, went to the park, danced like crazy people in the living room and generally enjoyed the sunshine.
Oh…and the boys attacked their daddy.
G is very in to playing Spiderman lately. He’s Spiderman and whoever is playing with him is “the black Spiderman” or “the gooey Spiderman”. We told him that the character’s name is Venom, but he can’t seem to remember it. When he asks us to remind him of the name we tell him he’s named “Cody Ann”. …he doesn’t appreciate our humor. Yet.
It’s always fun watching little kids play. I mean, sometimes it’s also incredibly frustrating, because they’re dismantling your furniture and won’t stop slapping the cat…but it’s always fascinating to see how they re-purpose the items in their lives to make them more suited to play.
Hoo boy, these kids aren’t getting any easier to photograph. The little one doesn’t ever stop moving, so literally every picture I’ve taken of him this week is blurred.