I take many more photos than I post. A LOT more.
But, it's fine. I take the best of the best, and share them with all. Those of poor quality go to the back of my "Un-used items" icon on my desktop, or onto a surely-now-dusty CD in the back of the desk drawer.
Well, what about the mediocre shots? Those that got cut, but not tossed?
They're here. And I'm willing to share. They may not be in any particular order, but that's okay. Just pretend someone tossed a shoebox on the table and now you're pawing through the contents.
I have few pictures of Elias and I together. Here I'd just slapped a big, wet kiss on his cheek. "Ewww... come on Mom!"
Elias and Grandma Lowell lounge on the carpet before dinner Sunday night. At 20 months old, Elias is all about the mimic.
His teachers at school said Elias associates cameras with "Momma." I don't blame the kid. Here he is mugging me for a look through the viewfinder. I have a feeling he's going to want to be behind the camera, more than in front of it.
Papa stopped by while we were in Central Oregon. Despite a flat tire and exhausted kiddo, Dad and I managed to enjoy a great lunch together. Then, Papa taught Elias the finer points of drinking water "like a big boy."
My mom and I spent a lot of time in the kitchen when I was in Bend visiting with Elias. One day, while I was out for a run, Mom (nI) and Elias whipped up some muffins. They were topped with some delicious banana frosting.
David, Elias and Naomi Lowell sit in Jim and Suzi Lowell's living room on Christmas Day 2009. Elias is just about 1 1/2 years old in this picture.
Ah summer ... and 2009 was spectacular. Can't you tell?
Harvey, my good friend Katie's daughter, is a precious little girl. Although we were miles away, Katie and I were pregnant at the same time. Harvey was born Aug. 8, just one month after Elias.
Elias laughs as he spots the beam from his headlamp on the ceiling. nI and Pa were great at keeping the little guy busy.