that being spit in the face would result in such hysterics.
This week I had the themes of reflect and shoes. In this one shot I not only fulfilled both themes, but also got my self-portrait. A win-win-win.
We used to be at chess tournaments every other month. When Marley started chess he was really into it and wanted to do these tournaments every chance he had. But then there came a time when he started to feel pressure. Self imposed, mind you, but he still felt the need to be the best. This led to tournaments not being fun anymore.
A few months ago I got an announcement for a tournament close to home. We had not done a tournament, nor had I asked about participating in a tournament, since Brodie began chess club. It was time to give Brodie his chance, if he wanted it. When I asked he immediately, without a second of hesitation said he wanted to do it. Marley agreed based off of Brodie’s enthusiasm. My one and only concern was that the tournament was split into 2 divisions, K-3 and 4-9. Ugh. That was great for Brodie, being the oldest would give him a leg up (possibly) and a confidence booster since this was all new to him. But for my little perfectionist, Marley, this was going to be an uphill climb. And possibly a blow to the ego. But if they were willing and wanting to do it, I am not one to talk them to of it. Losses are as important as the wins.
In fact that was the best moment of the day for me. Brodie was riding high off of 2 wins and returned after his 3rd round. He told me he lost and I could tell he was disappointed. I asked him how he got overtaken and he explained how the game proceeded to me. He then said, “it was actually very interesting how he checkmated me.” I grabbed him and gave him the biggest hug and told him how proud I was of him. I said over and over throughout the whole day that the positive outlook he possessed in that moment and the learning he got from that loss, meant more than any games he did win. It was really beautiful.
It is a long day for everyone. The littlest 2 really kept it together with a little help from iPad…
That is also how the boys spent their time between rounds in the skittle room.
In the end Brodie’s first time competing landed him a ninth place medal.
Marley had a rougher go of it. He doesn’t practice like he used to, he expects to be at the top, but being amongst the youngest in his division certainly wasn’t conducive to a top performance. He wasn’t the best sport, but hopefully those moments also are learning experiences.
The hours project continues. I have loved looking at these pictures on a daily or weekly basis. The light captured is so unique to the time each month represents. February is 8-9 am. I have 2 shots already for the month and I am sure there will be a few more.
Perry and I started our day of running errands by snapping some shots of Marley’s art on display at the school district administration office. He was so excited that his got picked and we were so proud of him.
We had the post office and UPS to stop by. Perry was such a helper getting the packages into the mail (a couple of you will soon be receiving said packages…). We finally found a car wash that was open and not 5 cars long in wait. Perry actually enjoyed the wash this time. He sat in amazement as the car got washed (only to be dirtied up 15 minutes later by slush and snow).
We had such a nice morning. Perry has started using his words to communicate his wants and needs so much this past week. It makes me almost cry just thinking about these little jumps in language development. It has been a hard road, with many more obstacles, but every growth is such a mountain climbed.
Every Friday Flickr presents a theme. I have been engaging in this every now and again. I love taking an idea and seeing what emerges. It is inspiration. This week the theme was #GettingCloser. I started taking a picture for one of my 52 week projects with the theme of monochromatic. I gathered several ivory notions from my grandmother’s sewing kit and my macro and started clicking away.
Having the macro already in hand, I saw the light hitting the glass on my desk and the spool of thread stood out. The strand of thread dipping and curling, reflecting off the glass, light highlighting the curves. I focused in on the tip of thread, #gettingcloser, allowing the trail of thread and spool to fall into the depth of field. This has to be one of my favorite pictures I have ever taken.
Sometimes I just can’t help myself. Especially when I get inspired. When I read about the hours, I had to do it. The flickr group and blog are filled with gorgeous images from so many talented photogs. The concept is that every month one hour of the day will be the focus. January is 7-8 am. There are pictures from all over the world during this magic hour when dawn is breaking. The idea is so simple, but really the beauty of our day is highlighted like I had never considered before. My January 7-8 am shot is of Hobbes. During these freezing cold months he will sit on the heating vent and stare longingly out the window, waiting for spring to come. I have such kinship with him in these moments, I, too, am waiting.
Today school was cancelled again for bitter cold and unbearable wind chill. I got to sneak a few early morning hours shots of my guys enjoying the extra sleep time.
Another not able to stay asleep with my camera clicking away.
Shit, that shouldn’t be what pops into your head when you look at my house at this point.
But undoubtedly it is.
The cold and snow has frozen everything into it’s spot. I refuse to spend an afternoon freezing cold digging up plastic ornaments.
So, bring it on.
Let Christmas linger.
Maybe Santa will rise again.
Or that groundhog won’t see his shadow.
Please Santa bring me spring.
Please Punxsutawney stay away from the sunshine.