Monday, January 16, 2006

Trying to grow up so soon??




I wanted to post some pics of R shaving with a kit Bee got him for Christmas.

I read some blogs written by Canadians who have a 4 year old son and almost 2 year old triplets. They live in Hong Kong. I started reading it when a friend of mine who worked with the woman's mother in a bank years ago, told me of a site they started when the Trio was just born. They were VERY premature and things were scary. Tess And Charles were amazing at updating us all on the babies and I still read and love watching those beautiful kids grow up and be healthy. I love how their parents write also.

So anyway, Charles posted a precious picture of their 4 year old shaving with him. SO CUTE! Then I remembered these ones of R. He also seems to feel the need to shave his chest.

I hope these things go on here nicely, I can never get pics where I want them. Let me go try...

4 comments:

The Sub Committee said...

Hey there... cute pic of the shaver. Enjoyed your blog! I a msorry about your brother and leave you with this parable from the sailing towns...

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I stand upon the seashore. A ship spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and heads out across the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand to watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud on the horizon, just where the sea and sky meet to mingle with each other. At my side someone says, "There, she is gone."

Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all. She is just as large in mast and spar and hull as when she sailed close by, and just as able to bare her load of living freight to the place of destination. Her diminished size is in my vision alone. At that moment when someone at my side says, "There, she is gone," other eyes watch her coming -- and other voices take up the glad shout... "There, here she comes!"

And that is dying.

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http://charlescaldwell.typepad.com/

The Sub Committee said...

Hey there... cute pic of the shaver. Enjoyed your blog! I a msorry about your brother and leave you with this parable from the sailing towns...

***

I stand upon the seashore. A ship spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and heads out across the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand to watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud on the horizon, just where the sea and sky meet to mingle with each other. At my side someone says, "There, she is gone."

Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all. She is just as large in mast and spar and hull as when she sailed close by, and just as able to bare her load of living freight to the place of destination. Her diminished size is in my vision alone. At that moment when someone at my side says, "There, she is gone," other eyes watch her coming -- and other voices take up the glad shout... "There, here she comes!"

And that is dying.

.
http://charlescaldwell.typepad.com/

happyandblue2 said...

LOL. The pictures turned out great. And he doesn't know how lucky he is to not really need to shave yet..

The Ramblin Irishman said...

You did well, grasshopper. That is a favorite saying of my wife and I. Liked the pictures and they reminded me of days gone past.