Portable Radio + 2 1/2 Year Old Boy = LOVE

Recently, I was going through some of the 'junk' drawers, yes, I have more than one, several in fact, and I found an old school radio, with an antenna and tuning and volume wheels.  Ooooold school.  As soon as I pulled it out, my son spotted it and made a beeline over to investigate. Portable Radio + 2  1/2 year old boy = LOVE

He was absolutely entranced!  He had never laid eyes on anything so spectacular in his whole two and a half years..........Love at first sight.  I saw hearts popping above his head, his eyes turned to stars, and I swear I saw him levitate.  After he got ahold of that thing you couldn't pry it out of his tiny, amazingly strong, little fingers, and believe me, I tried.  Why would I try and part a boy from something he loves so dearly? I'll tell ya why.  It was on FULL volume, with the crackly radio static and all and it was tuned in to Rooster 101.  Now, before all you country lovers out there get up in arms, I have nothing against country (my husband does, go after him) I grew up listening to country for crying out loud!  Usually against my will, but that's beside the point.  There is a time and a place for country music and this wasn't the time, nor the place.

I finally persuaded him to hand it over so mommy could 'fix' it.  After 'fixing' it to a different station and a lower volume I handed it back. He ever so gently, placed it in the back of his trike and proceeded to drive in circles for what seemed like an eternity with a look of complete bliss on his face.

And lets just get this out of the way too.  My kid loves nothing more than to run around in his underwear at all times!

Yes, he is kissing the radio.  I TOLD you he was in love!


Tytia Habing

I am a self taught, natural light photographer, with sixteen years of shooting experience under my belt. Back in the day, I learned to shoot with film, developed it and printed my own photos in my darkroom. I've since moved to digital, but film holds a very dear spot in my heart that I just can't seem to shake. I was supposed to be a horticulturalist and landscape architect...at least that's what my degree's tell me. I followed that path for some time, along with a few other paths, but photography won my heart. Plants and beautiful mother nature is, and will always be, a great inspiration to me. If at all possible, I prefer to shoot outdoors and somehow incorporate nature into the scene. I'm originally from the Watson, Illinois area, but the majority of my adult life I spent living in the Cayman Islands and only moved home to Illinois with my husband and son a few short years ago. I grew up on a small working farm, with acres and acres of natural areas at my disposal. It gave me a great appreciation for the world around me. I roamed wherever I pleased, built forts in the woods, picked wildflowers in the pasture and caught craw-daddies in the crick. My son is taking over the jobs of fort building and craw-daddy hunting, but I'll never give up the picking of wildflowers.