The Oscars nomination committee may be calling the Ladd household soon. A little independent film called "The Christmas Story by SW Kids," had Brooke in a starring role.
As Baby Jesus, Brooke stayed close to the script: "The little Lord Jesus, no crying he makes." She nailed it. She made good eye contact with Mary and Joseph, too. I think they'll need to clear a space at the diaper-changing station for one of those big gold Oscar statues.
Just in case the film hasn't come to a theater near you, here's the link:
In other Christmas news, I'm always amazed at what gifts get the most mileage. Kinley's stocking gifts were a hit, especially the Frozen-themed bandages.
Wednesday, December 31, 2014
Tuesday, December 30, 2014
Kinley is 3!
|Photo by Terra Herring Photography|
Three years ago, our little immediate family was scheduled to have Christmas 2011 at Jill and Eric's house the final weekend of December. Jill and Eric weren't traveling for Christmas that year, since they were expecting their first baby January 12, 2012. Brent was home from his graduate studies at the University of South Carolina.
We were planning to arrive late in the day on Friday, December 30, so we could begin our celebration after Jill and Eric arrived home from work.
Instead, we got an early-morning phone call. Kinley Marie Ladd was crashing our Christmas party. This was one party crasher we were glad to welcome!
And she loves all things PRINCESS!
Monday, December 29, 2014
Christmas Photography 101
Maybe the writer would like to come and demonstrate next year. I have first dibs for Christmas Eve 2015. I'll send directions to get there.
Christmas Eve at my parents' house is both a Christmas celebration and a birthday bash for my Mom. Since the first grandchild was born in 1982, we've been taking the annual snapshot of Grandma and the grandkids. We added a supplementary photo of the Great-Grands when they began arriving on the scene.
Let's just say our annual Christmas Eve birthday shot isn't going to make it onto a photo website, showing the "how-to" to create the perfect holiday image. It's not about photography's Rule of 1/3s or perfect lighting. It's about family - all the imperfections and all the chaos.
noun: chaos; plural noun: chaoses
1. Complete disorder and confusion.
"Snow caused chaos in the region."
|2.||Eight children ages 4 and younger "caused chaos in Grandma's annual birthday photo."|
And we thought five were a challenge for Christmas Eve 2013.
The 2013 version
This year, we added three more babies to the mix. (Below: The babies are Beau with Mom Abby, Brooke with Mom Jill and Pratt with Great-Grandma Moore.) The old pros at this great-grands shot are (from left): Braden (4); Kinley (3 on Dec. 30); Neelly, (3); Benson (2) and Holte (2 next month).
The scene is somewhat reminiscent of a long-ago grandchild shot - the first that contained all seven of them, back in 1994.
|From left: Abby, Brian, Blake, Mom holding Madison, Jill, Brent & Paige|
|From left: Jill, Abby, Madison, Brent, Blake, Paige & Brian|
Tuesday, December 23, 2014
Hope, Peace, Joy and Love: My Wish for All of Us
But, a couple of weeks ago, our church choir sang a song called "Hope, Peace, Joy and Love," with words and music by Joseph M. Martin. Those words have been swirling around my stuffed-up head this Advent season. And it's my wish for all of us during this special time. Here are the words. Many of the photos are from our church, Stafford United Methodist. Others are from my Christmas decorations at home:
Hope is like a candle burning in the night
Hope paints every shadow with its gentle light.
Glowing like a promise till our faith is sight,
Hope is like a candle in the night.
Peace is like sweet music sounding pure and strong
Singing songs of comfort when the night is long.
Turning drums of hatred into heaven's song,
Peace is like sweet music pure and strong.
Joy is like a flower blooming in the soul,
Sending forth its fragrance to heal and make us whole
And when bitter winds are blowing
When birds refuse to sing.
Joy can turn our winter into spring.
Love is like a diamond wrapped in purest gold.
Nothing is more precious, nothing bought or sold.
Pearl of heaven's glory wondrous to behold,
Love is like a diamond wrapped in gold.
Joy is like a flower.
Peace is like sweet music.
Hope is like a candle in the night.
I'm looking forward to having my kids and granddaughters arrive today. We'll be with my family on Christmas Eve to celebrate my Mom's birthday and Christmas together. (My folks have gone from 5 great-grands last year to 8 this year. The family is growing!)
If you'd like to listen to the song I illustrated, this church's YouTube version had a large choir and full orchestra. We may not have sounded exactly like that. But we did have Kristen Knight on flute!
Monday, December 22, 2014
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