More 10 year old artwork

My sister sent Joe and Will her old video camera.  I promptly forgot about it, but this week, Mark mentioned it, and of course the boys wanted it.  They haven’t done much in the way of movies, but they’ve taken a bunch of stills.  After I taught them how to import the photos onto the computer, one of them remembered that I had let them play with Photoshop one time.  I think he was particularly taken by the distortion effects.  I showed them how to get the photo open in Photoshop, told them not to save over their original file and pretty much walked away.

Here’s Cocoa straight out of the camera, contemplating the great outdoors:

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And here’s Cocoa, contemplating a black hole:
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Here’s a picture that Will took of the McD’s toy he got Thursday night:

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And here’s Joe’s version, that he titled Dragon Slayer:

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As I said, I walked away, he figured out all of that on his own.  I can’t wait to see what he comes up with as he continues to play.

Today’s Photoshop/Photoshop Elements/Any photo editing software tip:

As long as you don’t save over your original image file, you really can’t mess it up.  Use the undo, use the history feature to back up, use layers if appropriate, and just CLICK on the buttons and try them out.  Don’t be afraid to dive in and try things out.

November 1

My sister’s blog shows pictures of unbearably cute Halloween cuteness, and I’ve got:

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partially out of focus pictures of a cute kid, but wearing a last minute Halloween costume that wasn’t really his first choice because it’s not complete:  he doesn’t have shin guards.  (The part I thought was funny is that is t–shirt and hat are from the Minnesota Twins.  He was a  TWIN.  He didn’t find it is as funny as  I did.  Especially not when I kept telling people about how funny it was.)

I’ve also got:

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a partially out of focus picture of another last minute costume, cobbled together from the Jawa Robe I made several years ago and the mask and gloves from their cousin’s skeleton costume from a previous year.  That robe touched the ground the first year it got worn.

Finally, I have:

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a partially out of focus picture of Thing 1 and Thing 2 as Pillowcase Heads.  Aren’t they cute?

So, Halloween is over, time for the next holiday, right?  At least this year, most of the houses they went to gave out good candy.  You know:  chocolate….

Football 2009

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Will plays Quarterback quite a bit.  He also does other stuff, but I can’t ever remember for sure what the position names are.

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Joe is…a Defensive End? I think?  He really likes hitting people.  And I guess he’s pretty good at it.

They are 0 and 3. It’s pretty demoralizing to lose 53-0, and by the end of those kinds of games, most of the boys aren’t even really trying anymore.  The first two games were against the teams that are probably the best in their weight class.

The last game was only 8-6, so at least they are improving.

Mark is helping to coach, only one of the boys  (not ours) has informed Will and Joe that their Dad isn’t REALLY a coach.  He’s just a ball carrier.

This is the young man that then turned around and told Will that the only reason Will is playing QB is because his Dad is a coach.

In other words, he’s a real rocket scientist.

I have the boys’ football pics from last year taped to my monitor, I guess it’s time to replace them.  They look so much older now, but that might be the hair.  (Last year’s pics are HERE).

Gross, Mom.

The boys find me to be very annoying at times, and I do my best to be as annoying as possible. Often I will demand that they “pay” me in order to go away and leave them alone.

This afternoon, I was sitting with them on the couch, they were trying to do…something…and I kept asking questions and talking to them and generally being obnoxious. Finally I said “I suppose you’d like it if I went away, right?”

I got the “Duh, Mom” look.

“Well, the only way I’m leaving is if I get a kiss.”

They both rolled their eyes, but Will leaned over and obliged. I got up and sat on the arm of the couch, leaning over Joe. He didn’t seem to think he was obligated and tried to ignore me.

I told him he need to kiss me in order to practice for that day when he was 30 years old and wanted to kiss a GURL for the first time.

You should have heard him groan. “Yuck. I’m NEVER going to want to do THAT.”


p.s.  lest you get the wrong idea (and I’m sure no one did, but still, there are stupid people out there…), the kiss was a very quick peck on the mouth.

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