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On our road trip we came across the Hoover Mudflats boardwalk in Galena, Ohio where we stopped to explore. It apparently is a popular fishing spot as we saw several people coming and going laden with chairs, rods and bait. While there were others there fishing, this little guy – who was torn between just playing with the hook-less rubbery lures or picking up every pole that was set out – caught my attention.
His father, the gentleman in the chair, was there to introduce the little two year old and his older brother to the joys of fishing along with their uncle. I stopped and spoke with him about the usual things like what can you catch in here, what bait are you using, etc. This fishing foray was part of his Father’s Day present; a steak dinner was going to be the other part on Father’s Day. I told him how I still had fond memories of my father taking me fishing and how I enjoyed it until I became a teenager and wanted no part of it even though one of my chores was to clean and cut up any fish caught and brought home. I became quite skilled at getting that chore over and done with as quickly as possible!
We traded fishing tales laughing about how messy scaling and gutting fish can get and compared notes on how to filet a fish. He told me that on YouTube there is a tutorial on how to filet a fish in 30 seconds. Who knew! His older son caught a sunfish while I was still there and I got to see a skill being passed down, how to grip and unhook a fish. He was a bit nervous about doing it but with his uncles help managed to do the catch and release. I gave him a high five for it.
This brought back memories of being a little girl and staring at that floating red and white fishing bobber waiting for it to wiggle while my father sat in the shade watching me at the lake in the park. I was so proud when I caught a fish and showed it to him even if that fish was all of 4 inches long. Back then he had to unhook the fish, I hadn’t quite developed that skill yet. I have a lot of memories of my father; most very good and a few not so good as in getting busted for coming in late from a dance and of course when he became ill and I had to assume the parental role. But at this moment the memories of my father were all wonderful and it was beautiful to see another father and child making their memories.
Happy Father’s Day. May it be a good one for and to you.
This is a Gar fish. Most fishermen do not like them as their presence scares off the fish they want to catch. They have a mouth full of very sharp teeth and unlike the sturgeon they resemble, their eggs are toxic to humans. Nasty buggers!
The six of us (me, son, daughter in law, grandson #1, granddaughter and grandson #2) went to Denny’s for breakfast because someone was seriously craving some sausage, eggs and pancakes. That person shall remain nameless but I bet you can guess who 😉 We hunkered into the big semi-circle booth and placed our orders. That day I taught grandson #1 the joy (and yumminess) of putting an over easy egg on top of some hash browns and digging in to get a bite of both – he is now converted!
But as the little one lay there quietly sleeping I was seized by the urge to photograph his sweet innocence in some mischievous ways. One day when he is older and sees these he will laugh…or not.
Did you know that UPS delivers babies now? Fancy that! But really, I am back (although not quite organized yet – the email I have to sort through is unreal) and missing the family greatly. Especially this sweet little four month old nugget who I could not put down the entire visit – except for a couple of diaper changes when I happily handed him back. It was a wonderful visit filled with love and joy….and some of our usual family crazy 🙂
This weekend has been very busy around Casa de Dashfield. DH celebrated another trip around the sun which we celebrated by taking him out to dinner at his favorite restaurant and surprising him with a birthday cake – and no fire trucks had to be summoned to extinguish the flames from the candles 🙂 I think I had more of a headache from eating too much sweets (which I normally don’t do) than from the martini when celebrating with DH.Then there was his mom’s birthday and daylight savings times has everyone looking at their clocks and watches wondering if they reset themselves or what.
Those moments and the fact that next week I will be back home visiting the now almost four month old were the happy times. While I thought I had gotten used to it, today started off with some melancholy as it is my mother’s birthday. She has been gone now for six years but every once in awhile I feel the loss. Circle of life and all that stuff… sigh. I will be back tomorrow with a return to our trip last September that took us to Maine.
Cya tomorrow 🙂
Our little nugget of love and joy has warmed all of our hearts to the brim. Is he spoiled much? Is it even possible to spoil a newborn? Do I care and am I going to stop? No way. This was my first foray into the land of newborn photography; I was both excited and anxious but in the end I learned some things and I did get almost all of the shots I set out to get. So what did I learn? I learned that the younger the baby the slightly easier it is to “pose them” and they tend to sleep a lot more which helps but even at a tender age they have personality.
Eli was just 3 weeks old when these were taken so while he wasn’t going to roll off anywhere. His sleep patterns were still erratic plus he is a wiggler; I just had to go with the flow. I picked him up to place him under the Christmas tree and he was sound asleep until he heard the camera click. From that I learned to turn my camera to silent mode. What is paramount in newborn photography is the safety of the baby. Never leave them unattended always have a parent right there or very close by. It is also important to keep the area you are photographing the baby in warm. If you don’t supply your own props then use their crib, their toys or something that belongs to another family member. Baby blankets on the floor or the sofa work well as does putting the little one on the parents bed.
I tried to flip him onto his stomach for some shots but he was not having it. He sleeps on his back and that’s how he wanted to remain so there went that list of poses out the window. What worked well for me were the shots I took when someone was holding him like the ones here with my son and daughter in law. Being held by someone will often get you a facial expression or look that is just wonderful because they are with someone familiar. A nice thing about newborn photography is that there are so many things you can photograph. Take photos of the little fingers, the feet, a hand holding a parents finger and so forth. Now unless the parents are adamant about just having sweet baby shots, photographing them as they happen to be behaving makes for good photos too. Crying, yawning, sleeping with a funny look on their face whatever they may be doing because in the end it will be a precious slice of what they were like at that age and time.
I call this one his Hey Macarena pose. Yes, I’m dating myself…
And of course we have the “Nana! I don’t wanna anymore!” shot 🙂
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays from my end of the internet to yours ♥
One afternoon (which turned into evening) all seven of us piled into two cars and went to show the kids the festivities at the old Saint Charles Christmas Traditions event (link here.) I had forgotten what it took to get two older children and an infant ready to go on an outing in the cold and time marched on. Let’s just say it went from us being able to go when I’d have good light even though the skies were very cloudy and grey to it being dark and my needing to bring out the flash. I won’t mention the issues that ensued with cold fingers, cold camera and cold batteries and their life span!
The older ones had fun getting hot chocolate and pretzels while the baby was in his little snow suit which made him look like a Teddy Bear in his infant carrier strapped to his mother’s chest under her coat. People assumed she was just a bit “chubby” and didn’t realize there was a baby under her coat. We made the Sugar Plum fairy squeal with delight when we showed her the top of his little head; he slept through the entire outing. Most of the Santa’s and other characters were gone by the time we arrived but the lights and the hot chocolate were enjoyed until we decided to call it quits and head home to defrost.
You may have noticed that I haven’t been around much. That’s because I’m busy being a very happy Nana helping take care of the little 3 week old sweetie that’s in my lap here. I may pop in occasionally but mostly I will be just like this with him for awhile.