Project 366: Such Great Heights

Firstly, a quick awards recap:

What a week! A HUGE thank you to whichever of you lovely people have nominated this blog for not just one, but three of the MAD blog award categories. I was certainly not expecting that! As things stand in week one of nominations, I’m currently up for Best MAD Baby Blog, MAD Blog of the Year, and Best MAD photography. If you haven’t yet nominated me, but would like to, click here. I’m not sure how it works, but I guess the more nominations, the more chance.

Meanwhile, the Britmums Brilliance in Blogging (or Britain’s Blogging, Britain in Bloom, BritBlog Blogging Blogger, as my friend has been calling it) voting continues. I’m up for the Snap! Photography category. Click here to vote – takes just one click.

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I can’t believe that in the space of just two weeks he’s gone from timid crawler to fearless scaler of great heights.

He wants to climb anything and everything at the playground. Rope bridges, huge climbing frames, you name it. He’s turned into danger-child.

I was away most of the day at Working Mums Live, so I got my 366 shot in nice and early before taking Arlo to Grandma and Grandad’s.

 I will miss that pot belly when he loses his baby fat.

I normally have trouble keeping Arlo still long enough to pay attention at his baby signing class. Usually, he’s either crying to leave, or more recently, running around mowing down any immobile babies in his path.

On this particular day, he was making a break for the kitchen area (AKA the out of bounds area that he knows full well about) when a new prop was being introduced to the group to demonstrate the sign for train.

When the name ‘Thomas’ was uttered, he did the fastest 180 degree turn I’ve ever seen him do. He grabbed Thomas, and bounced up and down squealing ‘Choo choo! Choo choo!’ He had the whole room giggling over his abundant enthusiasm.

He spent the rest of the session gazing happily at Thomas. The immobile babies breathed a sigh of relief.

Sometimes… frequently… the hour before bed can be a tumultuous time.

But then dada comes along and quick as a flash things start to look a little more like this.

We have this pot of bubbles in Arlo’s room. Every time we go up there to get him changed, he asks for bubbles.

Arlo was napping, I was working on my website, Sam was reacquainting himself with his Xbox.

I like to include these inconsequential images from time to time. Because sometimes, especially when the weather has turned cold, we do nothing of note.

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And that’s March wrapped up.

Well, not quite. Rather shamefully, I forgot to post up a photo for March 14th and only just noticed.

There. Now I can officially call it a wrap.

You may or may not have noticed that my shots have become a lot wider than the ones taken with my 50mm. I’ve been making a real effort to use the lesser loved of my two lenses this month. I hardly ever use my Canon 17-85mm lens. I think I want to sell it and put the money towards a lens that I’ve long been lasting after. But I need to be really sure that I won’t miss it.

 This month, amongst all the other photographs I have been taking of Arlo, I almost lost the point of it all and had to remember my original aim for this project. I’m resisting the urge to include too many portrait style shots in the 366. No matter how lovely they are, those can keep for Arlo’s milestone posts (that was the original intention for the forgotten March 14th shot, until I realised I had nothing else to put in the 366 for that day).

I think I’ll far more enjoy looking back on the 366 if I’ve documented life. A new thing that Arlo does or learns, an activity we did, something that made us laugh, or how we were feeling that day. These are the type of photos that I don’t automatically remember to take, so the 366 project is really helping me out here.

I’ve created this little logo/badge type thing for my project. When I complete a month, I get to add a 366 collage into the layout. It reminds me of a board game, or a sticker book, which is another incentive to continue on until the bitter end. I must collect them all.