I was honored to be asked to take some photos of sweet little Emry now that she’s reached another one of her many-to-come milestones. I love, love, love working with this family because not only are they fun to photograph; they are fun to be around. Honestly, sometimes I have to watch myself because we just get chatty and then whoopsie, I’ve forgotten what I’m supposed to be focused on. Literally. Continue reading
Yesterday was Thursday, October 31. Halloween. I often see friends looking back in the archives on Thursdays and posting old photos in honor of Throwback Thursday, or #tbt. Coincidentally, I’d just gone back in the archives a week or so prior to find a photo of Connor dressed as Buzz Lightyear. He was two. Continue reading
I don’t think I realized until just a couple weeks ago how “un”girly I am. A friend approached me about taking some photos for her family and I was all, “Sure!” And then she was all, “I’d like to do a tea party theme. I have this table and …” I think I might have passed out a little bit because 1.) I’ve never done a themed shoot and 2.) I’ve never been to a tea party. Continue reading
the weather’s so messed up he can’t even watch.
back off, little ladies.
Considering last night’s post, it’s ironic that today has been dubbed “Love Your Body Day”. I decided to ask Connor tonight what he loves about his body. He said his arms … because his legs are kinda boring. All they do is walk. (He’ll realize someday that’s kind of a big deal). But your arms? Well, Connor says your arms can do crazy things like open the refrigerator. I told him I liked my arms, too, as I pointed and made a comment about going to the gun show. He laughed and decided to wrap his sweet little arms around my waist and attempted to pick me up. Yeah, your arms aren’t that strong yet, buddy.
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My friend Melissa is eagerly anticipating the arrival of her sweet little boy in just a few short weeks … October 3, to be exact. By the way, I can’t imagine how I would have felt knowing the exact day Connor would enter my world. This is where Melissa-the-likes-to-plan-ahead friend is very different than Staci-the-fly-by-the-seat gal. But I digress. Continue reading
Growing up, Kristi, Tiffany and I were nearly inseparable. Both are a year younger, but I always looked forward to cousin visits. More than anything, we were straight-up goofy. We come by it honestly. Continue reading
It was funny. I read the 40th day in my devotional this morning and I thought, ‘how cool? i’ve made it through 40 days. that’s pretty significant, right? yay to the me.’
It’s not that 40 is ever really defined as a significant value, but it is repeated in the Bible a few times, e.g. raining for 40 days and 40 nights, Moses sitting on Mt. Sinai for 40 days and 40 nights; and it’s commonly referred to as the number of times someone has to engage in an activity for it to be a habit … hence that ‘yay to the me.’ comment. Continue reading
a brand new ending 