A Smile.

I've been going over all of my photographs recently on a nostalgia trip. I still can't believe that my little Prince is three now. It doesn't seem possible. Anyway, I've picked these two photographs to share, to illustrate quite how much he has changed. My boy and two very different smiles.

This was taken not long after he first started smiling. It's one of my absolute favourites. I could just eat him.

This was taken a few weeks ago at his third birthday party. The baby is now a big boy. I could still eat him.

This post was written for week 28 of Tara Cains Gallery. The prompt this week was A Smile. Don't forget to click the link and check out all of the other entries.

A celebration.

The theme for week 27 of Tara Cains Gallery is A Celebration. I like this theme. Mostly because I haven't had to think too hard about it. This theme has endless possibilities. We generally photograph anything that involves a celebration, Weddings; a new baby; Birthdays; Graduations.......

Not terribly original, but I've gone for the former.  It's one of the few occasions in my life where there exist some semi-decent photographs of me (as you would hope from a professional photographer) and well, it was the happiest day of my life eclipsed only by the birth of my Little Prince. I aint sharing photos of that.

I love these photos because they are the best photos I have of me with my lovely Mum and Dad. The first one is of My Dad and I just as we're about to go into the Church. I love the proud look on his face. The second is of my Mum giving me a hug just as we emerged from the Church after the ceremony. Aside from a couple of lovely shots of me and Mr Nudie, these are my favourite photos of that day.

The one about the Peacock........

One of our Dogs has a leaky dinkle, bless him. It's a bit gross (sorry if this is too much information) but he has a milky discharge coming out of it most of the time *gags* and the worst thing is that when he lies on the (leather) sofa, he leaves little white patches. Mr Nudie and I have discussed this on occasion and it's possible that the Little Prince has been within earshot during these discussions. It's also possible he may (read definately did) have heard us describe the poor creatures affliction as a 'leaky cock'. 

Mr Nudie and the boy were in his room earlier talking about the animals on the wall (he has a Noahs Ark mural). LP was cleverly pointing out all the animals and telling Mr Nudie what they were, Tiger, Elephant, Monkeys etc. Mr N points to the most intricate painting on the wall and says 'What's this beautiful Bird called?'  LP looks none the wiser. Mr N continues 'This is a Peacock.......', he's interrupted by a little voice 'No Daddy, that not Hecock. Hecock on sofa'.........................

Ooops.

Back to school.

This post is for week 26 of Tara Cains Gallery. The prompt this week is Back to School. Well, my Little Prince doesn't go to school yet, he's only three. I thought instead I'd treat you to this gem I found in my archives. This is my very first school photograph taken when I was just five. We lived in Gibralter and I had just started in reception at the English School rather originally named St Georges. I have very happy memories of that year. Abba were still big news back then (yes I realise I'm showing my age, shaddup) and my lovely teacher looked like Agnetha (the Blonde one). I loved her.

There you go. Quite cute wasn't I...............