Something I like: my kids notice textures and patterns and find beautifulness in every day stuff. This morning started with Nicolaus explaining this really pretty thing that happens with water when he was washing his hands, and the other night Graham didn’t want to throw away a broken cheap holiday ornament because LOOK how amazing! Look at the inside of it! They’re visual experience packrats.
So one evening last spring we were trudging across a road to get to our car, in a bit of a hurry for some boring grownup reason, when Graham stopped. “LOOK!!” I looked. Ugh, so in Georgia there is pollen everywhere that time of year. It’s so gross. Yellow powder dusts all over everything. It coats your car, it coats your clothes, it coats sidewalks. And then it rains and turns into a slimy, nasty, no-kidding-people-die traffic hazard before it runs off to the sides of the road. So this is what it looks like:
And it turns out that to a seven year old, that looks AMAZING. He begged for my phone and snapped a few pictures of the amazing mountains he saw on the road. It’s been months, but last night I found those photos and he got really excited. My kid who remembers disturbingly little about life jumped up; he remembered exactly where and why he took them. “Can we edit them?”
Now this kid has three loves in photoshop: Contrast, Color balance, and Liquify (”I’m making it ABSTRACT!”).
He is going to Liquify it tomorrow.