a difference in perspective
My three year old's perspective:
My perspective:
My three year old's perspective:
My perspective:
Her perspective:
My perspective of my baby out in the cold drinking hot cocoa:
My perspective of families toasting marshmallows in the driving snow. Poor, huddled masses, trying desperately to stave off frostbite.
My eight year old's perspective on the situation. (Toasted marshmallows sandwiched between ginger cookies? Winner.)
The cookies' perspective on winter. Poor, huddled masses trying desperately to stave off frostbite:
Santa's perspective on my six year old. Thumb's up.
And what the same child looked like just moments before:
This is the face of a child experiencing her first Minnesota winter. (And it was 25 degrees outside, that's nothing for this neck of the woods!)
This is exactly what my mother looked like experiencing her first Minnesota winter after moving from her native Southern California:
Except she was about 20 years older. And blonde. But the forlorn facial expression? The hair, coated with snow and hanging askance as if she'd been wandering without a home? The abject misery? Dead on.
Now she loves it here. You get used to dressing for the cold. There is no such thing as bad weather, only bad clothes. You can't make it here in a hoodie and some flip flops.
This child has obviously not developed the calluses necessary to enjoy American Siberia. But she will.
And I promise she looks like this most of the time:
What a difference a day makes.
And what a difference our awesome customers make: look at these ornaments that were sent to the studio! An adorable miniature skein of handspun silk and merino.
I love this miniature tree!
An amazingly detailed elvish stocking:
And some miniature wool pants! My goodness, these are cute.
If you see your ornament pictured here, THANK YOU, and please use the contact button your right to jot me a note -- I have something for you.
Happy holidays -- whatever you celebrate -- to you and yours.
Reader Comments (6)
Askance, now THAT is a great word! That is about what my sister looked like when we were kids. Distraught. Disbelief that cold and blustery was a part of her life. She never did embrace winter as I did. I love winter, and am glad that you do too! My sister also always had that wild eyed expression on her face whenever sugar was presented in front of her.... I wonder if it is a middle kid thing? I am glad to see that you are enjoying the season and all the wonder it has to bring!
I love so many things about this post! Your skirt/boots/scarf rock....and your kids are gorgeous :) Also love the ornaments! So fun!
I have so many things to say but I'll try and keep it short...
Your kids are adorable! You both take great photos...the ornaments are amazing too....
I got my shawl in the mail today so thank you for that! Today is a perfect cold day for me to be wrapping it about my neck...
As for the snow....I've lived in Sweden for 2 years once so arctic winters is what I do best...bring on the snow storms!!!!!
Adorable children!! And I definitely see a new colorway in the ginger cookies and snow photo! Thank you for sharing your family with us. Merry Christmas!
What wonderful photos! I hope that your first famiy Christmas as residents of American Siberia is full of laughter and joy and hugs and coffee and chocolate! That you for your artistry and friendship this year! May the new year bring you everything you desire and I do pray that sometime in the new year we are able to sit down and visit over some coffee, chocolate and yarn.
You have the cutest kids! I loved seeing the pics of actual snow that looks like it might last longer than a day LOL! (We get snow then it rains and melts it all :( ) I also loved seeing the photo of my ornament, you made those wee little longies look so happy and festive! Happy Holidays!