More Attempts at Photography of the Cutest Kids on Earth

Glam shot of the Penguins logo I fabric painted (with freezer paper) almost a year ago...

Keziah was very amenable to the photoshoot.

Jenny and Isaiah, not so much. This was a little before Jenny decided to knock the lamp over, burning out a precious 100 watt bulb. I tried again the next day and Isaiah decided to knock the lamp over, burning out yet another precious 100 watt bulb. I decided to stick to outside for a while, I don't think they're going to have as much luck burning out the sun.

Isaiah's attitude about photo shoots (also in a shirt I made...)

Isaiah's continued attitude about photoshoots. He is his father's son.

I started telling him a story.

I was being silly, and he was laughing. Or he was being bad, and I was laughing. I don't remember.

AN AIRPLANE WAS FLYING OVERHEAD!

I was telling "Luke en duh monster" again...

Cute Kid Pictures

 Isaiah was smiling, as he built himself a red sheep around bedtime.

 The kids really like it, when Daddy is home, and we are all hanging out in their play room together.

Keziah is a big fan of 'Isaiah's First Sword' made for him at the tender age of 3 months by Josh, from a ruler and duct tape.

She loves that thing.

Everyday shieldmaiden inspired outfit, all from regular clothes.

Princess Jenny with a spray bottle. I snapped this picture just before she sprayed the camera.

My attempts at better photography. I read an article about "catch lights" in the eyes, and having the kid 45 degrees from the light source, etc. Lucky for me it was a (rare) overcast day, so the lighting was awesome. Here is what I got.

THIS IS TIRZAH'S face.

Jenny found the cut off zipper tie from Josh's worn out (and since trashed) blue winter coat. He had it all through college, and I think when I first realized I was falling in love with him, was when the sight of a blond boy in a blue winter coat made my heart jump, and when I saw it wasn't him, then I was dissapointed. And then I realized....
but anyway. I never imagined I would marry him and then there would be this stubborn kid that would show up and find a broken piece of that coat and insist it was "my wing!" and wear it for 2 hours, and dip it into her snack milk, turning it grey....

They just shot a spotted beast with a ray gun.

Another thing the article said to do was change up the angle that I shoot at. So I experimented with different angles, with backlight, etc. These were my favorite of the bunch.

 

Aaand, I turned around and found while I was snapping glam shots of Jenny, Keziah had been amusing herself by eating dirt.

Isaiah kept reaching for the not-yet-ripe tangelos (he got one the day before and ate most of it, getting a belly ache).

I heartlessly took a picture of his striving. He was just so cute.

Keziah going after my popsicle as I attempted a selfie....

Of Shields and 2 year old Theology

Here are some glam shots of the shields.
To get any sort of cooperation from the kids, I had to bribe them with chocolate chips. And even then, my St. George would only tolerate a few lukewarm glances at the camera after I was waving a handful of chocolate chips. St. Joan of Arc was more cooperative, and even smiled in hope for the chocolate chips not yet seen. Her faith was rewarded.

Awesomest toy kid helmet and sword ever from here

 I realized in the above shots Joan of Arc was wearing hot pink pants. I know they had bright colors back then, but I rushed out and got some brown pants that more matched my medieval sensibilities.

Joan of Arc was not thrilled. She wanted "no, no, duh pwetty pants!!!" It was some time before she would smile again. Only when reminded about the chocolate chips...

And you though Captain America on a motorcycle was cool....

St. George photobombing....

"En I spear duh dragon fru duh mouth"

Saints evidently have union rights. When Jenny said "I fight duh dwagon" Isaiah corrected her, "no, no! I fight duh dragon! You fight duh Engwish!"

I am so. proud. of. this. thing.

I did the rough outlines, Josh did the detail work. My toe is copyrighting this image in the corner, since I'm pretty sure no one wants to claim ownership of it....

We played under the table, with Christmas lights. Isaiah (surprise) decided it was "a gun!" Jenny called it fire, and had her pet pony eating the lights.

Isaiah loves Bible stories. It seems sometimes he gets them a little mixed up, and then transmits them to Jenny.
The other day, I was trying to peer into her ear (long story), and Jenny asked very matter of factly "you going to cut off my ear?"
"No, Jenny!"
"Jesus cut off Peter's ear, but he put it back"
I think that was Isaiah's oral tradition of Peter taking off Malchus' ear....

Isaiah loves hearing the story of the Prophet Elijah at bedtime, all the way from Carmel to God speaking to him on the mountain. Anyway, he's developed the disconcerting habit of repeating bits of the story randomly. Especially the sentences that get the most reaction out of me, such as "Dear God, pwease wet me die!"

(Another example, Isaiah repeatedly throwing the potty chair about the room while laughing maniacally and shouting "how DARE you turn my fadder's house into a den of feeves!")

Anyway, while they were eating, Isaiah announced "I died"
Jenny was disturbed and repremanded him "no, Idaiah not die!"
To which he maintained that he did.
Jenny was agitated at this, "No, Idaiah, JESUS died"
Evidently, dying is only something Jesus is allowed to.

She's enforcing doctrinal purity, at a very young age.