Yesterday was the 4th of July. Sun shining, high temps in the mid 80’s and a light breeze blowing. We had the picnic basket ready to go by 11 AM. By 12, our picnic lunch was devoured. And we let the kids – souped up on bologna sandwiches, cheese sticks and Cherry Coke – run wild. Freedom. Glorious freedom. A… Read More
Sunday Snapshot: 14 from 2013
I did it last year. The year before. And even the year before that. It’s sort of a thing, I suppose. And, since 2013 doesn’t want to be left out, here are my favorites from the last year. Not necessarily technically my favorites, from a photography standpoint. Just from a mama’s standpoint. 1. Princess Vivienne. 2. My incredibly silly pony…. Read More
a fall day
Ahhhh, fall. My kids love being outside this time of year. We all do. And with the big boys homeschooling now, it’s a whole new level of fun when we’re all outside together. Which is sometimes a good thing, and sometimes a not-so-good thing. On this day, it was more than a good thing. It was completely adorable. Blessed to… Read More
I know, y’all. It’s a dog. And I made him a hat. Okay, you might even call it a crown. And took his picture. And fed him bits of cheese. All to celebrate his birthday. Help. This ship is sinking fast.
Sunday Snapshot: Dalton this summer
Since celebrating Poppy’s 2 years home with a photo shoot, I’ve been taking my kids out – one by one – to capture them this summer. Given, it’s almost fall now, but I’m not one to let a technicality stop me. Sophie’s photos are here and Isabelle’s are here. Just a few more to go. Okie-dokie. Back to Dalton. When… Read More
… this teeny-tiny baby dog makes me smile. Big. P.S. This infatuation is preposterous. The kids are even worse than me. And my husband is the worst of all. Send help fast.
Sunday Snapshot: fitting in
About a month ago, I started looking for a dog. Companion for me. Friend for Seamus. Playmate for our kiddos. Our beloved 15 year old Jack Russell passed away in March and, for the first time since then, I felt ready to have another dog. Enter Noah. An almost three year old boston terrier who’d had a bit of a… Read More
He is here. I did everything I could to prepare – read Cesar Millan at breakneck speed, prepped his kennel, bought special dog food, picked out a few toys – but it turns out, I just wasn’t ready. I wasn’t ready for the cuteness. He’s like a teeny tiny baby dog. Everything in miniature… 22 pounds of ridiculousness. The kids… Read More