Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Haiku #200

#200

I'm writing this one
on our last day together...
...so I'll keep it short

Haiku #199

#199

What? Is something wrong?
It's just a typical day
in a butter hat.

Haiku #198

#198

Of all my haikus
this one is not about boys -
it's about a bear

*this awesome photo was taken by my talented husband at Maymont park

Haiku #197

#197

Now that he's tall enough
he can play like his brother...
or not... it's his call

Haiku 196

#196

Eli knows this well:
a trip to the train station
means it's cookie time

Haiku 195

Haiku #195

Watching for the train
they are both captivated
by the loud machine

Haiku #194

#194

Checking out the sheep
was a new experience
worthy of rainboots

Haiku #193

#193

While one boy bounces
the other enjoys the ride--
Well, I hope he does

Haiku #192

#192

Climbing and rolling
among the rocket wreckage
is par for the course

Haiku #191

#191

As the light shines down
he's drawn to the giant cow
like a confused moth

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Train Station: A Preschooler's Photo Essay

A Preschooler's Eye

We visited the quaint train station in Ashland, VA today to watch for trains. When we arrived we met a group of 4 or 5 other camera-wielding trainspotters. We eavesdropped on their train stories and they gave us real time updates they were receiving on the their train chatter devices.

While we waited Eli used my camera to take some pictures. These are his images and have not been cropped or otherwise edited.

He REALLY wanted to take pictures of the other trainspotters but I said no (mean Mama). Maybe next time.

The trains roll by fast, close and loud so they are still a bit overwhelming. Once the trains arrived he wanted to cover his ears and watch, not take pictures. We saw 4 fours train but there is only 1 picture of a train.

















































































































I took this one:

Haiku #190

#190

How do I explain
his early fascination
with all sorts of bones?


Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Haiku #189

#189

I have to be loud;
I want the clouds to hear me!
(They do, little one)

Painfully poetic, my boy!

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Haiku #188

#188

It wasn't my plan
to go out and slay dragons
but he was prepared

Monday, August 1, 2011

Haiku #187

#187

His first magic trick
is very slow sleight of hand
and a proud "Ta Da!"