Showing posts with label wordless wednesday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wordless wednesday. Show all posts

7.13.2011

6.08.2011

(nearly) wordless wednesday: where my heart bursts with love, again...

This past Sunday.
Just after a friend's baptism.
Stunningly handsome.
Full of joy.
L.O.V.E.

4.20.2011

wordless wednesday: being groomed...

Fierce, yet still cute, look to wither competitors? Check!

3.30.2011

{nearly} wordless wednesday: missing you...

Baba was shaving with his electric razor one evening and George was very interested in both the buzzing gadget and the process.  I ran to grab the camera and caught this.

A perfect moment frozen in time. 

A foreshadow of a day far (but never far enough) in the future when father will pass along knowledge to his son. 

The logo on my husband's tee shirt reads "PRIDE".

Oh, yes.

My heart can hardly bear all of the love, tenderness and caring in this image.  Especially today as Mr. Boom has started a stretch of overnight work shifts and knowing we won't see too much of him during the next few weeks. Miss you already...

2.23.2011

{nearly} wordless wednesday: a glimpse of spring...

Last Friday we had a sudden and brief burst of beautiful spring weather.  Nearly 70 degrees, sunny and perfect for a long stroll through town.  Of course, George snacked on his ever-present apple as we met a friend for coffee...
 The doors of one of our local churches flung wide open to let in the warmth...
And, his adoring reaction as he saw his Pappou approaching...
I love this kid. 
I am grateful being home on Fridays with him. 
adore our beautiful town.

Thank you Mother Nature for this day of sun and a day of respite from the cold and snow. 

11.17.2010

wordless wednesday: aspiring to be spidey...

At the library this morning - can't beat the view or the entertainment value!

11.03.2010

{nearly} wordless wednesday: quad vision...

That crazy looking bag of plastic heads is not leftover from Halloween. Part of my new job required me to become a CPR/AED/First Aid instructor and that is what the Actar manikins look like disassembled. A little freaky, no? Try being the one snapping together heads and torsos and then tearing them back apart a few hours later. Just weird.

This CPR stuff is exhausting. Teaching chest compressions to novices over and over? Taxing on the body. Add that to a night of almost no sleep because some little person decided to wake-up eleventy-billion times and you have one tired Mama.

10.13.2010

(nearly) wordless wednesday: beautiful morning for a walk downtown...

How perfect is this jacket? My mom found it and picked it up for our little guy during her last visit. Fits him, well, to a "G"...thanks Mom!
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