“ I like yo jeans u gots on girl
Dude behind me in line at the minimart
hollyjones
oh my dear lord jesus in heaven this is a deliciously wonderfully magicly great little bit o video
i kinda feel like ive got a little girl just like her living inside me who fuels my picture taking
we just skip around taking pictures of our favorite things
and this is why photography makes me happy
watch it in hd here and play it on repeat like me :)
"saturday. fireworks"
she’d been talking about saturday since wednesday morning. it should be understood that three days of anticipation is as intense as it gets for a 2 1/2 year old.
my mom came to pick her up that wednesday morning when i told her about the 4th of july. the emphasis was on the fireworks. my mom later reports berkeley talked about the firewoks all the way to her house and told everyone/everything about them
“saturday. fireworks”
my sister elaborated on the anticapated events of the day and soon her catch phrase became
“saturday. fireworks. popcorn. chicken. icecream. firewoks. saturday.”
i put her to bed that night and the last thing she said was
“mama. saturday. fireworks”
friday rebek visited and berkeley turned to her with an outoftheblue
“reeree. saturday. fireworks. popcorn. icecream. fireworks. saturday”
and alas, saturday came and i got her out of bed that morning to
“saturday. fireworks”
to which i responded with the information that TODAY was saturday. tonight we would fireworks. this little ones anticipation was palpable. rebek was meeting us at our house and we were driving to our fireworks location together. i informed berkelely when rebek was on her way over and all she said for the next 15 minutes was
“reeree is coming. reeree is coming. fireworks. saturday”
rebek arived to one elated child. we piled in the car. got half way there. realized i forgot the tickets. turned around. got tickets. headed out agian. finally pulled into the parking lot and as we did berkeley announced our arrival with the exclimation
“were home!”
we ate and drank. berkelely bounced in the bounce house and got a glow stick. chased bubbles and ran around with kids. dusk came. then dark. then….fireworks. with the first boom she death gripped my neck and we watched cheektocheek for the first five minutes. then for the next 5 minutes she repeated the phrase
“go home now mama”
after the initial shock wore off we settled into some major fireworks watching. she sat in my lap, dead still. not a muscle of hers was moved for an hour. at one point she did slowly and quitely speak the words
“look nana, fireworks”
she was beyond mezmerized. she was so still my mom thought she had fallen asleep. i thought she had slipped into some sort of fireworks induced coma. i asked her a couple times if she liked the fireworks and all i got was
[slow nod of the head yes]
the show ended. she said nothing. i carried her to the car. she spoke little on the way home. she was tired, but shes never so tired she stops moving and talking. (this makes sense if you know her father). there was something going on in her little self. i swear to you, it was like she had had some sort of spiritual experience. she said goodnite to rebek
“thanks watching fireworks wit me”
as i laid her in her bed she requested a song as usual. and as usaual i responded by asking her which song.
“fireworks song”
granted there is no fireworks song. none of the songs i sing her are actually songs. she usually picks a topic and i make up a song. so last night i made up the firewoks song.
fireworks, oh fireworks
thank you for helping us celebrate americas birthday
happy birthday ameraica, oh happy birthday
you are two-hundred and something years old
oh thank you to our founding fathers
oh thank you john adams
and john hancock and other people i cant remember
becuase i didnt finish watching the hbo john adams miniseries
but also thank you to the women who were never mentioned
but played a part in the founding of our country too……
as always it was lyrically genious and beautifully sang. i said goodnite and shut her door. i commented to rebek that i think berekely had gone into some kinda come and i wasnt sure she was going to wake up in the morning.
she did wake up this morning.
at 11am.
My absolute favorite shirt she has. It just makes me giggle to myself a bit every time I see it.
The hilarity of it is partly found in the fact that she is completely oblivious to the whole joke and the reason she’s oblivious is because she can’t read.
The other reason behind my giggles is because I the one who gave Berkeley this shirt shares my sense of humor.
And humor is ten times funnier when shared.
one of my favorite photographers around, joshua longbrake, has graced us with a free photograph.
you will soon see it up on my walls.
go here and get it fo yo self.
watched hbo’s grey gardens last night. the eddies are so eccentric it was a huge risk trying to make another film. i appreciated their acting and the back story the hbo film provided. i thought drew did well. you have to watch the original one first. then watch this one with drew. you cant appreciate it unless you see the original.
