We’re less than a month away from her third birthday, and I think we may have found Molli Malou’s calling. I mean, she’s found it for herself.
First a little foolishness to catch up: a shot of Molli Malou playing “Cousin It” with Mor.
And one of the first true signs of summer: Molli Malou enjoying fresh ice-cream at Paradis. (She opted for strawberry sorbet because it was pink, but she ended up ignoring most of it to eat all of the single scoop of hazelnut ice-cream that Mor and Daddy had gotten to share.)
Sunday morning we went up to visit John, Sandie, and Liam at a house somewhere around Klampenborg, on the outskirts of the forest, where they were housesitting for some friends who’d gone out of town. We plopped Molli Malou and Liam into the box-bike and rode straight into the forest.
(Well, they rode. John cycled. The rest of us walked.)
It was such a beautiful day for a walk in the forest that the kids had to get out of the bike and just run.
Dyrehaven never comes out in my pictures quite as idyllic as it actually is.
We didn’t see many deer, but they were there if you looked hard enough.
Back at the house, Molli Malou and Liam played very well together. It’s so nice to hear Molli Malou speaking English with another kid. Strange to hear their conversations, but interesting that it’s only rare that one of them lets out a word of French or Danish with the other. They’ve got the rules down.
Once again John wins the honors for the day by having put together a 40MB movie. I’ll have to edit it down a little to eliminate the first half of his film, which features Liam and another girl, but then I’ll post it.
So let’s move to Constitution Day. We picked up Oldemor and drove up for a barbecue at Morfar’s. Mormor and Jørgen were already there. Molli Malou went straight into the garage and found a hula hoop, of all things, which entertained her (and therefore us) for quite a while.
Haddie came along, of course.
I should mention that Haddie is become more and more integral to Molli Malou’s existence every day. She has to be included in nearly everything. She speaks—it’s hilarious to hear Molli Malou actually raise her voice higher than normal to depict Haddie’s voice, because you wouldn’t actually think anything could be higher than Molli Malou’s normal voice.
Haddie is almost always asking to go to sleep, go to Tivoli, go to the toilet, or eat, however, so her conversation hasn’t really been engaging to this point.
Neither have I been. So let me shut up and hand the controls over to Molli Malou, who picked up the camera not long into our visit and begin experimenting with it. She took about 140 pictures in all. One of her earliest shots was this one, which isn’t all that bad:
But fully twelve of them were variations on this exact shot:
And quite a few of her earlier efforts were along these lines:
But she did hit paydirt now and then. I think this is a nice shot of Jørgen:
And this is nice of Oldemor:
When we unloaded the camera this afternoon I was surprised to see she’d taken so many indoor shots—I didn’t even know she’d ever left our immediate vicinity with the camera!
She got some very interesting shots, especially because we so rarely see the world from her level.
You see that picture and think, “What the hell is that?” And then you see her next shot and you realize it’s the angle, or the sense of proportion, that threw you off.
It was interesting to see the things that caught her fancy.
You would be amazed, for example, how interesting finds her feet:
In some shots, it’s only the crappiness of our camera that prevented it from being a good picture.
Her timing with the shutter was usually so bad I have no idea how she got this picture:
But her weird perspective, the crappiness of the camera, and her off timing all contribute to make the next picture so interesting (I think):
Anyway, I had to wrench the camera away from her eventually. Want to see how she reacted to that?
Lovely to see Molli as Lois Lane. Keep up the good work.