My parents had a few hours alone with Hannah yesterday while I was at a doctor’s appointment. She had spent the morning on the couch reading, coloring and watching TV as I had little energy to have her do much else. So I was thrilled when they walked into my house with a plan for her.
My dad had brought his camera and thought that the three of them could go somewhere for her to take pictures. My dad suggested maybe going to a farm to take pictures of animals. A playground to take pictures of kids. The mall to take pictures of the buzz of shoppers. Or a nursery to take pictures of flowers. She seemed less than thrilled with the ideas. Perfectly happy under a blanket on the couch. Feeling unmotivated to do much more than play a board game on the floor.
I left for the doctor, sure that I’d return to find her seated in the exact same position, possibly even asleep in my mom’s lap.
Two hours later I returned to an empty house. They returned shortly after having had a fantastic time together taking pictures. I didn’t hear much about it other than what fun they had at a horse farm. And then today, I opened these that my dad sent from his camera. And I added Hannah’s comments as we flipped through the images.
“Aren’t these so bright pink and happy looking?”
“Isn’t it neat how the horses go on and on… one after another.”
“I like the red barn. And I didn’t even notice those dark clouds.”
“Nanny told me to take this but isn’t it so neat how you can see the horsie through the door?”
“I liked taking pictures of the cars zooming by. And they look still in the pictures!”
“It was neat to take a picture looking straight up.”
“Isn’t this the prettiest bright pink mommy? And looks like it will have a friend soon.”
“Doesn’t Grampy look funny upside down?”
There were more pictures too. More horses. More upside down pictures. More cars zooming by. She loved reviewing them with me. Sharing the moments with me. Seeing how she was able to stop life (the cars) and change life (grampy upside down) just through the push of a button.
And I was actually in awe. In awe of what her little eyes spotted and what was interesting to her through the lens. And in the pictures that my parent’s helped direct her to take, how she had a sense of what should be centered. How the beauty should be prominent.
Thank you Nanny and Grampy for getting her off the couch. Oustside to enjoy a gorgeous end of summer day. And showing my five year old Life through this different lens.