Every Picture Tells a Story, Don't It?

We've been invited to play a little game of photo tag with our good friend Tegan (known to the web world as soulyluna) a close comrade in motherhood, friendship and handmade goodness.

She asked us to share the 10th photo from the first photo folder on our computer and share the story behind the picture. We'd never pass up a game of tag, so here are our submissions.

Jaime

I took this photo of Jon and Mazlyn on an April morning in 2005. We were in Georgia visiting our friends Nate & Nicole. Mazzy was 11 months old and not yet walking, and she learned to say "Hi, y'all" and "Bye, y'all" on this trip.

Neither of them knew I was there at this moment. Jon had gotten up with Mazzy and I got to sleep in (*aaah*), but I couldn't resist the sound of their playing and snuck out with my camera to capture the sweetness. I was standing on the other side of a window.

Later this same night, a crazy southern storm rolled in and -- inspired by the combination of thunder and lightning and whiskey -- Jon and Nate wrapped themselves in plastic garbage bags and did the "Georgia Slip n' Slide" on Nate's flooded lawn. Those photos will have to be a part of another project.

Amy

My photo was taken about four years ago when Scarlett was only 3. It was Springtime and we were beginning our day in the usual way...naked in the garden. Actually, I think I may have been wearing clothes.
She was thoroughly enjoying the morning sun warming her sweet skin. She had just made a batch of dirt cupcakes for her Papa and was carefully picking tiny white flowers to place on top as frosting.

Thanks, Tegan, for inviting us down memory lane. If any of you fellow bloggers would like to play (tag? Yes!) we'd love to see what you've got. Leave a comment with a link to your blog so we can check it out.