We had renovated Spencer's room. It was clean and nice, it had new carpet, a new single bed with new Mickey Mouse sheets and comforter (the comforter is still used, I can go upstairs right now and find it on one of the kids' beds), all new and freshly painted drywall. In the renovation we transformed the flat ceiling into a cathedral ceiling that exposed the historic rafters. Put in some funky lighting. It was cool. The nicest room in the house.
We took family photos. I used black and white film and we shot naked ones a'la John Lennon and Yoko Ono (the kids are creeped out when they see these, even though they are tastful and you can't "see" anything) as well as ones where we are fully clothed. I have some of the prints up around the house, others are in a drawer somewhere with the negatives. I had them developed at a quality photo shop downtown that we used to use for our architectural prints and models. Somehow though, they must have used the wrong mixture of chemicals as they have started to deteriorate, which should never happen, particularly w/ black and white. Just like the computer talk, I am dating myself. I haven't looked at the negatives in years though. Theoretically, we should be able to make prints from them.
In remission.
Spencer had really come a long way in less than a year. He was very talkative, had a great personality and was a complex little person. I don't know if he would have been that way anyway or if it was a result of the things he had to endure in his short life thus far. Kids in general at that age mature a lot. They get through the "terrible twos" and at age three seem more mature and cooperative. He loved the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, which was a pretty fantastical (yup, really a word) show. And his favorite movies were Edward Scissorhands (very theatrical) and Dick Tracy (like real life animation). Pretty sophisticated stuff for a pre-schooler. Shit, pretty sophisticated stuff for most adults!
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