I want to take at least one picture every day of something that I love or have taken for granted. I want to allow in those things that I pass and forget about about as well as things I have not taken the time to know and/or chosen to be present for.
My little bit of traveling has shown me that there is so much to see everywhere. Matt has taken pictures all around Bratislava because he wanted to show people the world he and Diane would live in for a short period of time. I am sure the same experience exists in my every day life, but I have been too ____ to see it. Fill in the most suitable excuse word. My most common is busy. Overwhelmed. Tired. Stressed. No more of that- I need fresh eyes and this is my feeble attempt.
Behold the nephews (my neice will get her own post- you'll see why!- 2 cute).
06/25/2006 Raef is perhaps the funniest 4.5 yr old I have ever known. He was blowing bubbles for his Auntie Kristin and me. Today we learned the word paparazzi as both Aunties chased him to take pictures of him blowing bubbles. The other word we learned was compromise, but both had been through the 4.5 yr old filter. Papparazzi want to get YOU- not just your picture, he explained to his dad, my brother. Compromise always involves at least 5 for Raef to your 4 units of whatever is involved. (I am sticking to mortgages and not teaching English to pre-schoolers.)
06/23/2006 Christian, the international traveler, thought we'd take a picture to make his mom's heart skip a few. He misses her very much, oh yeah and he's 12, thus the sense of humor. OK, OK- so I encouraged him to at least hold the can right so we could see the label. Christian got to be my "date" for the second half of our work outing. I told him on the flight back to the States that he was going and he says, "Oooooh- my first date". We both agreed to the wierdness and the wrongness of that comment. The first half of the day was filled with golf and drinking and the tastiest little Honey Cojimar cigars. Needless to say- my mad golfing skills did not merit a photo! Christian wins! Here he is pretending he is of age, but not imbibing.
Thank God that my brothers have children.
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