Late June through early August has offered grand opportunities for visits with Georgia grands and most recently, our two Louisiana grands.
Grandson Walker watches for Nana’s imminent tickle attack.
Our youngest, Walker Vincent, is almost constantly in motion and is rarely interested in being the object of my photographic efforts. Between his nonstop action and a camera that is evidently feeling its age, my useable snaps of Walker were limited.
He does like the game of climbing on the sofa just near enough for me to grab him and tickle, and that gave me a brief window to capture a still and fairly in focus Walker, even though my flash was not working to compensate for the backlighting. That little body is made for snuggling, and in the midst of tickles, I was sneaking surreptitious cuddles and kisses. I love the anticipation on that little face.
Molly Kate focuses on her percussion performance.
Molly Kate is a different story. She loves the camera and loves to pose. She is an entertainer. She rounded up a stool from a bedroom, topped it with a tub from our family room and ferreted out a small bucket. She upended the bucket and kept her foot up on it during her entire -- and lengthy recital.
Her drumsticks were plastic tools from the doctor’s kit in the collection of toys. I couldn’t quite place where I had seen her drummer’s stance before, but I’m thinking the Celtic women concerts on public TV.
Grands continue to top my list of excellent entertainment.