by Whitney
My daughter’s first summer wasn’t that awesome, to be honest. She was born on the 4th of July, so I was fat and sweaty all summer. I hardly slept. Postpartum, I had enormous breasts that were probably visible from across the bay in San Francisco. I was terrified of being left alone with both of my own children for more than two hours. She screamed in the car seat and made every road trip miserable. So instead of that summer, I sort of think of this one as her first summer. This summer she was fun.
To me, summer means blue skies, bathing suits, and laughter. This picture of Scarlett captures all those things. I’m sure the photographers among you will see it differently, but I think I will look back on this picture as emblematic of Scarlett’s babyhood, and her first summer.
The folks at Sony sent me this Cybershot with smile detection, 7.2 megapixels and tons of other features. My second favorite part of the camera is the hot pink carrying case I got for it. My first favorite part is that it took this picture.
So if you have a favorite pic from this summer, paste the link in the comments. We all want to see!
by Heather
I guess this is just advanced peek-a-boo, but we’re filling afternoons with it in my house! It goes like this:
Either I crawl on the other side of the couch from Milo calling out, “where’s Mommy?” and wait for him to find me, or he toddles away and I call out “where’s Milo?” and whoever’s hiding gets found.
He LOVES this. And I have delusions of this activity being helpful when we’re out and about because he’ll stop in his tracks whenever I’m calling out, “Where’s [insert your name here]?”… but maybe instead, he’ll hide beneath the clothing racks or bookcases where I’ll never find him. Stay tuned.
by Heather
AKA “Give your baby a tomato facial”
Go on, what are you afraid of? Let your baby really experience her dinner by getting all up in it.
To be perfectly honest, I don’t think I could have ever let Holden get this far into his food. Sure, I fed him on the floor and let him eat cottage cheese with his bare hands but this photo makes me really impressed with Mother Hoodwink for letting baby Boomba take it as far as he wanted to.
by Whitney
I’m sending you on a scavenger hunt as your activity for the day.
Take a picture of your baby that captures the essence of the city or town in which she was born. Maybe a famous landmark is in the background, or maybe she’s sitting on the shoulders of a local celebrity.
So far we have a picture that captures San Francisco, and the one to the left here that shows Julian basking in the L.A. sun with palm trees in the distance. I’m still working on a concept for Berkeley.
Photojojo has some great tips for photographing in and around your city. So, get outside and do it!
Show us what you’ve got by posting your link to your baby’s birthplace photo or adding rookiemoms to your flickr tags.
