Wednesday, January 13, 2010

The Storyteller in me....

Hello, my name is Barbie and I am a storyteller (then everyone says "hello, Barbie!). For those of you who know me, you know this about me already! There is always a story ... and then another one. My sisters & I can spend hours telling stories about life, about loved ones, and about the silly things we do! Even a simple trip to the grocery store is a story in my world!

This is where photography enables my creativity. I'm not a writer (as some of you may have noticed). I'm kinda shy so, not everyone gets to hear the stories that bubble around inside of my head. But with photography, I can capture & document the story that needs to be shared.


Here's where photography meets up with me as a mom. With Reed, every day holds 100's of stories. Every child is special, every child is unique, every child has a story. Everything from the way they play with their toys, to the faces they make while watching a favorite cartoon is so easily forgotten! Seems like forever all they do is play with trains, but overnight they are older and all the little details are lost.


Below is a story of a 2 year old that loves to play in his room on his own. I can sit in the corner of his room completely unnoticed because he is busy being himself. I'll share some of those photos that tell the story of how he spends time just being a toddler. He has a little plastic stool that he moves around to turn on his radio, or turn on the light, or block the door so he has enough time to get into trouble!


They may just look like pictures to you but to me they are moments that I want to remember of a little boy we prayed & waited for 9 years to arrive ... a little boy that will be a big boy in a blink of an eye!


I want to capture every little detail of Reed's childhood. How he plays with his toys, which toys are his favorite, the faces he makes while he's pretending, how he moves his mouth while he's jibber jabbering his 'Reedish'. I want to savor every ounce of his little ways. Some day he will be all grown up, married, and living apart from me ... and I will have these little glimpses of his childhood, little pieces of him captured in a photo, little moments that will always remind me to thank the Lord for Reed!



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