{"id":1188,"date":"2008-06-18T23:34:12","date_gmt":"2008-06-19T07:34:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/?p=1188"},"modified":"2008-06-18T23:34:12","modified_gmt":"2008-06-19T07:34:12","slug":"all-the-toys-in-the-world","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/2008\/06\/18\/all-the-toys-in-the-world\/","title":{"rendered":"All the toys in the world&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8230;and she plays in a cardboard box. Or I force her to live in one. Whatever.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/eclat\/2591593063\/\" class=\"tt-flickr tt-flickr-Small\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3157\/2591593063_a0e1d8aabd_m.jpg\" alt=\"cutey-urchin\" width=\"240\" height=\"180\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/eclat\/2592431506\/\" class=\"tt-flickr tt-flickr-Small\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3081\/2592431506_d4d43e2e10_m.jpg\" alt=\"messy-urchin\" width=\"240\" height=\"180\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a> <\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/eclat\/2591593395\/\" class=\"tt-flickr tt-flickr-Small\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3112\/2591593395_6277a6dac6_m.jpg\" alt=\"brokendownbox\" width=\"240\" height=\"176\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/eclat\/2592431206\/\" class=\"tt-flickr tt-flickr-Small\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3027\/2592431206_6f473d079c_m.jpg\" alt=\"smiley-urchin\" width=\"240\" height=\"180\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a> <\/p>\n<p>One plus, though, is she LOVES the camera. Ask her to pose, and she does so . Ask her to smile through her hair, and it&#8217;s too cute for words. ask her to act like a growly little urchin child living in a box? And she&#8217;s STILL too cute for words, even as she nails the shot&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/eclat\/2591593209\/\" class=\"tt-flickr tt-flickr-Original\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3213\/2591593209_fb0a6f0dc2_o.jpg\" alt=\"growly-urchin\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a> <\/p>\n<p>(Ok, so she was really just yelling at her brother and the picture is a happy accident. Perfect anyway!)<\/p>\n<p>Someone asked me a while ago why there were SO MANY pictures of the Pup, and not so much the older too. Was I going all &#8220;PROTECT THEIR PRIVACY&#8221; on them, was I worried about the HORRORS OF THE INTERNET? WHY wasn&#8217;t I exploiting my other kids on the internet like the pup?!<\/p>\n<p>The answer is simple, really. When you try to take pictures of the Girl, this is what you get:<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/eclat\/2591593247\/\" class=\"tt-flickr tt-flickr-Medium\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3255\/2591593247_1a03c2e064.jpg\" alt=\"HIDE\" width=\"500\" height=\"376\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a> <\/p>\n<p>And then there&#8217;s the boy. Nana? I censored it to protect your delicate sensibilities! See, I am the good daughter!<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/eclat\/2591593151\/\" class=\"tt-flickr tt-flickr-Original\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3044\/2591593151_066ef4010c_o.jpg\" alt=\"GASP\" width=\"500\" height=\"377\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a> <\/p>\n<p>And I don&#8217;t know WHERE he learned such a vulgar display of hand gestures. Really.<br \/>\n(&#8230;stop laughing, Nana. You too, Sis &#8211; he probably learned it from you anyway!) <\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m the innocent one.<br \/>\n(There they go again&#8230; tsk.)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8230;and she plays in a cardboard box. Or I force her to live in one. Whatever. One plus, though, is she LOVES the camera. Ask her to pose, and she does so . Ask her to smile through her hair, and it&#8217;s too cute for words. ask her to act like a growly little urchin [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[33,32],"class_list":["post-1188","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-primaries-family","tag-pictures","tag-summertime"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1188","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1188"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1188\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1188"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1188"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gonfalon.org\/eclat\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1188"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}