We made a leaf pile the other day. I think all I need to say about it is this:
It was fun.
Q Man recently discovered yogurt. I was chowing down on some one day and he wanted a bite. Of course I gave him some which led me to give him his very own cup. In addition to yogurt being a tasty and delicious snack, it’s relatively healthy and gives Q Man an opportunity to work with a spoon.
It was a fun but messy adventure.
Yogurt was everywhere, including his hair. Little Mister found it amusing.
Fast forward a few weeks, and more yogurt in the hair adventures, and I knew I had to cut Q Man’s hair. I really didn’t want to do it but it was time. Here’s the before
And the after
I have to be honest – I cried a little when his hair was getting cut. I kept some of the curls, too. Q Man looks like a real little boy now. It’s bittersweet.
Little Mister got his hair cut, too; not that you can tell with his bike helmet
And I even managed to snap a cute photo of both boys. Yes, can you say Christmas card? LOL
Little Mister has been hanging out with his Grandmother for a few days so Q Man has been an only child. Since he often has to share the shot with big brother I took an opportunity to snap some photos of my not so little baby today.
A beautiful day, a little chalk, a little madness and an adorable little guy made for a fun afternoon!
This weekend was the 40th anniversary of the Inman Park Festival and Tour of Homes. It’s a big deal and we take it very seriously around here. I was so outrageously excited about the festival this year I woke on Saturday singing Hail Thee Festival Day*. Seriously. Who does that?
This was (sadly) the first year I volunteered and it was a blast! I had SO much fun and worked with a very nice group of people. And the beer captain is a friend of mine so that made volunteering even better! The ability to volunteer for the festival really made me feel differently about my neighborhood – proud, happy, and involved. duh
The festival is a typical festival – yummy food that’ll clog your arteries, artwork, photography, arts, crafts – but as the kids get older and enjoy it more I enjoy it more. This year was the best festival yet!
Little Mister insisted on having his face painted and who am I to argue about that? He was very proud of his fire breathing dragon. It was really cute before getting smudged.
He danced the weekend away with his friends and was the honorary musician while the Squirrelheads played on Sunday.
Q Man and husband hung out under a tree and giggled.
I was happy to hang out with friends and enjoy a beer
* I have to admit that it’s one of my favorite hymns.
I worked at a high end photography studio for six years. It worked well because I had a creative outlet but didn’t want to shoot, though I have always loved photography. I learned a lot while I worked there – lighting, composition, settings, printing, editing and so forth. I’m grateful that I learned so much because it turns out to be a pretty cool thing for me.
During the great snowpocalypse a friend of mine sent me a message about entering one of my photos in a contest at a local photo and video store. When I worked at the studio we would go there for ink, paper, film (yes, back in the dark ages), advice, cleanings, you name it. So I entered a photo. And I won a free 11×14 gallerie wrap print. How cool?
Here’s the photo
We don’t get a lot of snow in Atlanta so when we have a “weather event” it’s a big deal. A very big deal. I think Atlantans could deal with the snow but we get snow, thaw, freeze, thaw, freeze and so forth. And snow tires, chains? Out of the question since we need them once a year at best. A half inch of ice over four inches of snow is ugly, as is the case with this storm. No one can drive in this. They think they can but they can’t. Cars and tractor trailers are stranded all over the city. Parts of major interstates are closed. Accidents are everywhere. We are at a complete and total loss of what to do when there’s ice on the road. So we shut down the city.
Which means….fun in the snow!
I snapped a few early morning photos
Followed by mid-morning frolicking with DL
After a quick bite and some hot chocolate we went to Freedom Park to go sledding with all our friends.
And at the end of the day our tired feet walked a half mile back to our places knowing that there’s nothing we wouldn’t do to make sure we can call Inman Park our home