So...has anyone noticed the general photographic absence of a certain child of mine in, oh, I don't know...the past six months or so?
This would be why.
Around here, a hero of ours, Utah Phillips is often quoted. He said, "You've got to mess with people, day and night, you have to mess with people!"
But who said these kids of ours could go ahead and take the advice we're dishing out?
"Messing with Mama" is at the top of this guys list of favorite things to do, as it very well should be for any child of any age, I suppose. And one really good way to mess with Mama? Well...whenever that camera comes out, you jump up and down, run away, pull the (dreaded by Mama) baseball cap over your face, make funny faces trying to hide your grin, and well, you get the general idea. It's a little game we've got going on. He usually wins. And we both end up laughing.
And I end up on my own...with my camera and a hat in a pile of leaves.
This hat - that he loves by the way (you can't tell that from the photos?) - was knit with a beautiful handspun yarn gifted to me by a reader, Melissa, of Ram in the Thicket, at a spring book reading. It's been in my stash, and I've admired it often waiting for just the right project to come along. Last week, this guy pulled it out from the pile and begged for a hat with it. He got his wish.
He can mess with me all he wants. As long as his still wears his Mama's hats.
