Showing posts with label Grandchildren. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Grandchildren. Show all posts

Monday, May 3, 2010

At the Zoo

Project 15 - Day 50


As I mentioned in a previous post we piqued the kid's interest in our Downtown Greenville photo shoot by promising the kids a visit to the zoo. (A informed us she would think about it and let us know.) If you ever visit Greenville, SC a visit to the zoo is a must. First and foremost it is a kid friendly place. But more importantly you can actually see the animals. I have been to a few small town zoos that while they do a great job, unless the animals are in a certain area it may take you an hour to locate them within their habitat, if at all. Not so at the Greenville zoo. Most of the inhabitants are up close and personal. It may be small, but it is a must see if you are in the area.

Cat Nap



A loves to visit the reptile house. She knows what is in each and every cage (having visited many times in the past 3 years) and she wants to make certain that you see each and every one of those creepy crawlys.


It was feeding time for many of the animals during our visit. The elephants were chowing down on fresh hay and paying no attention to the passers-by.


The Azaleas and other spring flowers were in full bloom and A couldn't resist picking a blossom.


I wish some of these were a little sharper. I am currently having some focusing issues and am not certain if it is camera or photographer related.


I love giraffes. The spots, the long necks, the big brown eyes...what's not to love. Makes me want to head to Toys-R-Us.


The G-man wasted no time hitting the equipment when we stopped at the playground for a break.


This one is my favorite shot of the day. I love the hands and the thoughtful expression on his face.

Happy Monday everyone and for all those in the path of that monster storm making it's way across the country, stay dry and safe.







Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Gabers Calling

The other afternoon while I was "busily" working at the gallery, my cell phone rang.

"Hello." Silence. "Hello, hello."

The silence was broken with scratching sounds and gibberish the likes of which I had never heard. Who on earth was on the other end? And why were they bothering me?

And then the light bulb went off....GABERS!


He loves nothing better than playing with cell phones. This time it appears he made a connection.

"Hey Gabers" I called. "Is that you buddy?" More gibberish and scratching.



This rather one-sided conversation went on for a few minutes until I heard a sweet little voice demand, "I want to talk too." Big sister was on the scene. But apparently Gabe held his ground, or his phone, because that was the last I heard from her.

It's not easy carrying on a conversation with an 18-month old child but we managed until I heard an exceptionally clear "who are you talking to?" Followed by a quick "bye, bye." And then silence. The line was dead. Our chat was over. The little man was busted.

No sooner had the line gone dead when my phone once again rang. It was B. "I guess you figured out that was Gabe." "No doubt" I said, "no doubt."