‘what a fun kid. what an excellent kid.’

I have always been a very proud mama. I recall how I felt the first time Connor sat up on his own and when he took his first steps. I remember being proud when he learned how to ride a bike and when he learned how to (really) swing a bat. Well, that time was less about pride than it was about sheer pain from the impact of the bat striking the side of my face shortly thereafter. #dontsittooclosemom

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maddie | class of 2015

I feel so fortunate to have spent time with such lovely ladies during the ‘oh crap, i need to get my senior photos done!’ season. I’m just kidding about that last part. Sort of.

It really makes my role very simple when the girls are also absolutely beautiful. I really appreciate when I get such sweet compliments on the photos I take because it’s a true love of mine, but the photos aren’t a reflection of me. They’re the reflection of these beauties. And I’m just thankful they want me to capture this very special time for them (even if all of their first picks were already busy). Kidding again.  Continue reading

reminders

There are certain people that touch your life in such a way that you can’t help but continually think of them long after they’re gone. My grandpa was one of those people.

When he opted out of this world six years ago, it was one of the most difficult losses I’d experienced. And I’d experienced several prior. But he was just … special. I’ve posted about him almost every year as this day doesn’t go by (nor many others) without him heavily on my mind. So gruff. Yet so … amazing. Continue reading

nicole | class of 2015

Oh boy, I don’t know where to begin with this one. I’ve known Cole since she was just a teeny little thing. She’s actually still teeny, but now grown. Does that make sense? I didn’t think so.

Nicole is one of those young women that you just know has an amazing future ahead. She’s adorable, bright, uber-talented and super funny. She’s also incredibly perceptive … I think my favorite comment she may have ever made to me was about how I worry like an 84-year-old (or 90, I can’t remember. Dang dementia) woman. How does she do it? Continue reading

mom, i’m growing up

I wish I would have done a better job of documenting these past few months with Connor because holy man, I’m riding a wave of emotion right now about the amazing gift of a child I’ve been given.

It’s kind of unbelievable to look back over the course of three months and think of all that’s happened and all that’s changed. When I consider that Connor wrapped up an amazing second grade year on June 30, er, June 10 (sorry, it was a long Michigan winter) and now we’re already two weeks into third grade, it’s just tough to wrap my head around it all. Continue reading