Friday, February 26, 2010

Not my greatest idea

The cupcakes for Jocelyn's birthday party (take one, which was cancelled due to snow) looked perfect. Some with pink icing, and some with off-white, each with a Dora or Boots ring centered on top. But perhaps the pink wasn't the best choice...

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Flashback Friday: Imprisoned, Then and Now

Once upon a time (in December 2007), we had a little one who was 10 months old. She liked the stairs. She did not like being trapped by gate bars at the bottom.

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Once upon a time (a few weeks ago), we had a little one who was 10 months old. He liked the stairs. He did not like being trapped by gate bars at the bottom.

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Am I the only one who thinks angry babies are kinda cute? And that Robbie looks like he could be singing an emotional ballad on American Idol in the last picture?

Thursday, February 25, 2010

What's a girl to do?

What's a girl to do when her brother is sick, it's cold and wet outside, and we've been cooped up too much lately?

Put on your "ballerina outfit" (aka the leotard Jocelyn found at Goodwill recently), and DANCE! (These shots are from the beginning of the month when there was snow out ... but she was wearing the same thing today!)

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Friday, February 5, 2010

Playing with different camera functions

I've realized that the easiest way to play around with camera settings is when both children are somewhat contained or occupied. That doesn't happen often, so when Robs woke up from his nap a couple weeks ago

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and Jocelyn came in to check on him

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and asked me if she could get in the crib with him, I agreed!

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They both loved it. And I got to shoot to my heart's content. (I didn't have much of an objective; it was more of a "hmm, what happens when I do this?" type of a shoot. Some were good; some notsomuch. You see, I have to get friendly with my point and shoot camera's manual functions while we save for my DSLR! This was my first time working on manual mode, so nothing is spectacular, but I learned some tricks that make some of the pictures in my upcoming posts look much better than they would have been if I had been shooting automatic.) I won't narrate each picture since the same thing is happening in almost all of them: Jocelyn is running or jumping, Robbie is chilling in his sister's presence. In other words, it was the typical life here at the Dingle casa, except the kids were both in the crib.

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And I like these last two because my expression kinda matches my handsome boy's!

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Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Sigh...

Jocelyn is potty trained, except at night. However, we've been having some problems at home at times when she doesn't quite make it. (Thankfully, though, it's a never problem while we're out in public!) And then she often discards the pants and panties and runs around partially naked with nothing on from the waist down. (I can't put partially naked because of Literally, The Best Language Book Ever: Annoying Words and Abused Phrases, written by Paul Yeager who is more of a language nitpicker than I am. I've included an excerpt below.)

Today was a tough day of accidents, and I realized that we needed to have a little chat. (Side note: I'm loving that she's big enough to have little chats now.) So she sat in my lap, we talked about the accidents she's been having, and we discussed what should happen instead. We talked about what the consequence would be if she had an accident and didn't come tell me or Lee right away. We also talked about what the reward would be (a new My Little Pony) after five accident-free days.

I felt like the talk went well

Fifteen minutes later she came to me and said, "I have an accident. I went poo-poo and pee-pee in my panties and leggings. I sorry." Despite being bummed about yet another accident, I was pleased that she had grasped our little chat and come to me immediately.

I am too quickly and easily pleased. Why?

Because she then said, "I get a pony now?"

Yes, my sweet child heard this (imagine Charlie Brown's teacher for the "wah" parts): "wah wah wah wah... tell me when you have an accident... wah wah wah... and you get a pony."

Sigh.

(Side note: maybe she's not quite big enough for little chats like this yet.)

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And here's your promised excerpt from the aforementioned book:

As the old saying goes, We're all naked under our clothes; however, we are never partially naked in any situation. Naked means completely without clothing. For the sake of convenience or out of laziness, it has become popular to describe someone who is partially clothed as partially naked; however, wearing even one lonely, little sock means that a person is not naked. The person might be embarrassed, but he's not naked.