I love that Esther called her "Professor Chubbins""--she is so squeezable and I have always loved the "hip ride" of a solid baby....great pic! A portion of a full scene that just draws you in and your mind completes all that is unseen.
You had me at "...feeling sad this morning..." Love you, Cheen. A Cloudy day often enhances photography...so work with this to create a masterpiece. Again, Love you...so!
Carin, you are so loved and adored. This is what i did to cheer myself up the other day (my blue day:) First, I went to Starbucks-picked up my fave drink. Then, I went to Barnes & Noble, found gossip mag, a photgraphy book, and few things along the way to my VERY OWN BIG FLUFFY CHAIR that was available and free for me to sit on...that never happens to me. I slipped off my shoes, sat cris cross, and enjoyed a full hour of perusment (is that a word?). If this doesn't work...I usually go home, and put on...You've Got Mail! Works everytime:):) Love ya. xoxo
Oh to have your perspective. There I was, concerned she wasn't wearing the ruffle diaper cover or her fancy shoes because we were running late. And there you were to capture that delicious thigh and the little chocolate chip birthmark on her foot, which wouldn't have been seen had we been on time. I couldn't ask for a better photo. =) thanks for seeing things the way they ought to be.
OK, after Emma's post, I had to look for that chocolate chip birthmark...so I clicked on the pic and it was billboard sized and there it was...like a precious shell on the beach...to be found and appreciated. Thank you, God, for those little signatures that tell us we are Yours. Enjoy the day--look for beauty. Avoid the Thighmaster.
Oh, how I miss those "baby days" with my kids! I miss kissing their toes, and their chubby arms and thighs, and blowing "raspberries" on their tummies and hearing them squeal with glee!
uhhhh...I LOVE this picture for a multitude of reasons. The composition is gorgeous and the light with the contrast of her milky white thigh with that dress...and then the fact that it's Professor Chubbins. I swear, I squeezed her thighs fifty times last weekend and I think I ate them thrice. See...this is why I want my kids to be artistic...to take pictures, paint, write, create...because on blue days, it just makes everything seem yellow. Love you.
Mysterious Origin of Professor Chubbins: we were on the UT campus, lying on the lawn thinking we had found a private spot to nurse, when class let out and suddenly students were traversing everywhere. Rennie became very excited and started chattering at the students. She still had a big bald spot on the back of her head followed by a saturn ring of hair, giving the impression of an old man. Old man head + the authority of her chattering naturally led us to believe she was a professor. Commentary ensued: "excuse us, class, but guest lecturer chubbins needs to break for a diaper change." or "Sorry, class, Professor Chubbins is napping. Come back later for the lecture." Thus Professor Chubbins is a product of circumstance, so anyone can technically claim it. =)
chubby stumpy chunky baby legs are the best! like a big 'ol yummy chicken leg! :) our Campbell was a chunk-a-munk loved it... so miss it! :) fun pic! love to you!
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I love those thighs! Walking past her I just couldn't keep my hands off...she's the cuddliest thing ever! Our Rennie...
I love that Esther called her "Professor Chubbins""--she is so squeezable and I have always loved the "hip ride" of a solid baby....great pic! A portion of a full scene that just draws you in and your mind completes all that is unseen.
I believe it was Syd who came up with "professor chubbins".
great pic, nothing like baby chub to
bring a smile on! it's magical.
Precious
I take that back...emma coined the name, not Syd.
You had me at "...feeling sad this morning..." Love you, Cheen. A Cloudy day often enhances photography...so work with this to create a masterpiece. Again, Love you...so!
Carin, you are so loved and adored. This is what i did to cheer myself up the other day (my blue day:) First, I went to Starbucks-picked up my fave drink. Then, I went to Barnes & Noble, found gossip mag, a photgraphy book, and few things along the way to my VERY OWN BIG FLUFFY CHAIR that was available and free for me to sit on...that never happens to me. I slipped off my shoes, sat cris cross, and enjoyed a full hour of perusment (is that a word?). If this doesn't work...I usually go home, and put on...You've Got Mail! Works everytime:):)
Love ya. xoxo
Oh isn't it weird that when you have a blue day it feels like you're the only one? Just know you've got sisters who go there too.
Oh, and the legs, the LEGS! My baby pics were like that, and middle child was also such a beaut of a round babe. :-) Yum.
Oh to have your perspective. There I was, concerned she wasn't wearing the ruffle diaper cover or her fancy shoes because we were running late. And there you were to capture that delicious thigh and the little chocolate chip birthmark on her foot, which wouldn't have been seen had we been on time. I couldn't ask for a better photo. =) thanks for seeing things the way they ought to be.
OK, after Emma's post, I had to look for that chocolate chip birthmark...so I clicked on the pic and it was billboard sized and there it was...like a precious shell on the beach...to be found and appreciated. Thank you, God, for those little signatures that tell us we are Yours. Enjoy the day--look for beauty. Avoid the Thighmaster.
Oh, how I miss those "baby days" with my kids! I miss kissing their toes, and their chubby arms and thighs, and blowing "raspberries" on their tummies and hearing them squeal with glee!
Ah, such fun.
Enjoy! :-)
uhhhh...I LOVE this picture for a multitude of reasons. The composition is gorgeous and the light with the contrast of her milky white thigh with that dress...and then the fact that it's Professor Chubbins. I swear, I squeezed her thighs fifty times last weekend and I think I ate them thrice. See...this is why I want my kids to be artistic...to take pictures, paint, write, create...because on blue days, it just makes everything seem yellow. Love you.
Mysterious Origin of Professor Chubbins: we were on the UT campus, lying on the lawn thinking we had found a private spot to nurse, when class let out and suddenly students were traversing everywhere. Rennie became very excited and started chattering at the students. She still had a big bald spot on the back of her head followed by a saturn ring of hair, giving the impression of an old man. Old man head + the authority of her chattering naturally led us to believe she was a professor. Commentary ensued: "excuse us, class, but guest lecturer chubbins needs to break for a diaper change." or "Sorry, class, Professor Chubbins is napping. Come back later for the lecture." Thus Professor Chubbins is a product of circumstance, so anyone can technically claim it. =)
chubby stumpy chunky baby legs are the best! like a big 'ol yummy chicken leg! :) our Campbell was a chunk-a-munk loved it... so miss it! :)
fun pic!
love to you!
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