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Love is the power to see similarity in the dissimilar



Having two kiddies and just one blog inevitably means that I must strive - like Fox News - to be fair and balanced. Thus, today I present two photographs. The first, a serene little number featuring the lovely Ezra in the bath. As the video that I have posted previously, the littlest bloke doesn't mind a bit of a nap in all sorts of places (so long as he has had a crack at mum's boobs, of course). I have gone with black and white again, because heaven knows I have no idea how to take a decent colour photograph in the bathroom underneath those orange lights! One day I am going to get a halfway decent camera, until then, Photoshop will simply have to make up the difference.



The second of the photos is of the not so little bloke, Henry. Here he is doing an Elvis impersonation in the children's room at Rosny Library. Check out those hips! Only twenty-one months old and he's already got the ladies swooning to his swagger. It's a good thing that I have such good looking children, as it appears that can compensate for a dud camera (or dud cameraman for that matter).

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Bento Pet said…
Lovely kids! Very interesting to read. Will be back. Have a good day.
31 July 2008 at 18:02
Julie said…
Don't go the fair and balanced route. That is parenting by numbers. What I desired was equal outputs - a child who was happy, contented and accepting. This necessitated differing inputs given that each child is unique.
31 July 2008 at 19:48
EG CameraGirl said…
Both kids look content. Lucky you!
31 July 2008 at 20:09
Anonymous said…
How big does Henry look all of a sudden???????
31 July 2008 at 20:19
Kris McCracken said…
Bento Pet, I love the lunch box on your blog. I never had anything like that when I went to school.

Julie, you are correct. That said, as one of two boys myself, I am well aware of the pitfalls of any perceptions of favouritism!

EGTG, they're both going well at the moment. Fingers crossed that it stays that way!

Tania, I think that it is all the human growth hormones that I have been feeding him. I am looking to getting him into the Ultimate Fighting caper to start earning his keep!
31 July 2008 at 21:35
Jane Hards Photography said…
If you are as fair and balanced as Fox news then the right wing kid will be favoured hands down. Fox news will probably hunt me down for that now. Gorgeous pics. How I like kids .. other peoples.
31 July 2008 at 22:10
Debbie Courson Smith said…
I can't believe Ezra sleeps through a bath. Mine threw a fit to have her diaper changed, let alone any bathing.
31 July 2008 at 23:41
Anonymous said…
These are special photos. I like them but the bath one takes the cake. I really like that picture.
1 August 2008 at 01:23
Becky said…
Babies and toddlers are photogenic in their own ways. You'll have more photos of the baby sometimes, and more of the toddler sometimes. That's just the way it works. And you capture them both beautifully. Don't doubt yourself.
1 August 2008 at 01:54
Emmanuel.K.Bensah II said…
Methinks someone is a very proud father of no less than TWO boys. A dream! I'm not even married yet, but I am dying to be a father already!!

Love the attachment you have to your kids, and glad to see that it's the father taking the pictures--and not the mother alone!

Nice ones!
1 August 2008 at 03:22
Diederick Wijmans said…
You have a wonderful family there, dude!! So it's worthwhile suffering some sleepless nights now and then!
Beautiful photos!
1 August 2008 at 05:11
Anonymous said…
You certainly have got very photogenic children! Both gorgeous portraits!
1 August 2008 at 05:57
Dina said…
It IS uncanny how much bigger (and handsome) Henry looks than just a few weeks ago.
Mind you, I am not picking a favorite photo or boy.
That water baby is really something.
1 August 2008 at 06:34
Anonymous said…
Very nice photos of them both. Some remarks: I like b/w for Ezra's photo very much. And what confidence a baby has to sleep in the bath.
1 August 2008 at 06:47
Anonymous said…
I was thinking it might have been organic apples??? ;)
1 August 2008 at 15:46
USelaine said…
Wonderful reasons to love b&w and color photography, both. How safe they must feel in their Tasmanian heaven.
1 August 2008 at 17:48
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