You know what's funny? It was easier to write from Dexter's perspective than it is to write from our (Dexter's parents) perspective. Maybe it's just more fun imagining what Dexter would say. Hmph. Well, I guess it just takes getting used to; just like writing 2007 rather than writing 2006. Just takes some time is all.
So we're still going through pictures from our visit to Colorado. We've got almost 200 pictures on this trip alone! Thank heavens for digital photographs or we would seriously be in debt to Foto Shack or some other film developing place.
The expressions on Dexter's face whenever we take candid shots are priceless.
I would hate to be a professional photographer of children. You know that job at Babies R Us where they professionally take pictures in front of cheesy backdrops or old pieces of stained tulle trying to make a kid make a funny face. I'm pretty sure that this little gem of a face would take quite a while to get out of our little friend.
There's probably a little bit of an explanation needed here. Dexter is coming out of what the Loweys call "the dog oven". It's where Tanzer and Jasmine (Grandpa John's and Grandma Gail's lovable/energetic German Shorthairs) go to get away from it all and to stay nice and toasty; a small space underneath the couch which retains their heat. For whatever reason, right now Dexter only crawls (if you can call what he does crawling) in reverse. He backed right into the dog oven and is seen here emerging.
And here is mom having a laugh and Dexmas having a bit of Christmas egg nog. Ok, it wasn't egg nog, it was milk, but hey, he doesn't know the difference right now.
So we're still going through pictures from our visit to Colorado. We've got almost 200 pictures on this trip alone! Thank heavens for digital photographs or we would seriously be in debt to Foto Shack or some other film developing place.
The expressions on Dexter's face whenever we take candid shots are priceless.
I would hate to be a professional photographer of children. You know that job at Babies R Us where they professionally take pictures in front of cheesy backdrops or old pieces of stained tulle trying to make a kid make a funny face. I'm pretty sure that this little gem of a face would take quite a while to get out of our little friend.
There's probably a little bit of an explanation needed here. Dexter is coming out of what the Loweys call "the dog oven". It's where Tanzer and Jasmine (Grandpa John's and Grandma Gail's lovable/energetic German Shorthairs) go to get away from it all and to stay nice and toasty; a small space underneath the couch which retains their heat. For whatever reason, right now Dexter only crawls (if you can call what he does crawling) in reverse. He backed right into the dog oven and is seen here emerging.
And here is mom having a laugh and Dexmas having a bit of Christmas egg nog. Ok, it wasn't egg nog, it was milk, but hey, he doesn't know the difference right now.
posted by Dexter at 10:30 PM
1 Comments:
You know what? I was going to say it seems I enjoyed the blog better when it was written from Dexter's perspective, but I did not want to hurt your feelings. But you're right, it's just a matter of getting used to. And bottom line, it does not matter as long as I can see pictures of Dexter and hear that you guys are okay--that's very, very good for me.
There is no greater pleasure for me right now than to see Dexter "develop". He is growing up to be a very handsome boy.
Tita Nini
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