I love coffee. Sometimes people try to switch my coffee to decaf when I’m not looking. I can always tell the difference. I also like Pringles, but only the reduced fat kind because they crunch better when you bite into them and they don’t leave grease on your fingers. I’m…
For the months of May and June, I’m running a joint Mother’s and Father’s Day special for Glamour and Boudoir photography sessions! You’ll receive 50% off of my session fee!!! This fee includes my photography time (usually about 60 minutes for a session), full hair and makeup by one of…
For those of my clients who celebrate the holidays and have a Christmas or Holiday tree in their house, I’m excited to announce that I am offering this beautiful product for the season! It’s a stunning pewter ornament with a metal photograph (of your choice, of course) printed right onto…
This here is what happens when I leave my yarn out.
And this is her ‘I know I’m guilty, please don’t be mad’ face.
You might remember the fact that Sean and I were searching for an old “It’s better in the Bahamas” 70s mug? No? Well, I’m too lazy to go back through my archives and find it…maybe I will later. But right now? It’s 8am and I just now got my coffee…
When Luna gets tired…like, REALLY tired…this is how she sleeps. With her paws covering her face. The only thing I can figure is that the stress of the move completely tuckered her out. She slept for like 3 days straight when we got to the new place. And did so without ANY PROZAC!
Seriously…moving sucks. I do not want to go through this again next year. But we may have to if the economy keeps up the way it is…ugh.
Anyway, this is Sean collapsed after only the first day of moving (we did several trips back and forth over the course of a week). He had no idea how much worse it was going to get…
This photo is of Maddie when she was about two years old. I lived across the hall from Maddie and Liza at the time and used to babysit a lot. Maddie wasn’t allowed to watch tv very often and movies were only allowed as a special treat, so to respect her mom’s wishes, I would spend the entire time babysitting her playing dress up, and tea parties…we’d put on a cd and dance around, pretending to be rock stars. We’d dance around the living room pretending to be ballerinas. We’d play “parachute” where we would take sheets off the beds and run around, jumping off the couch pretending to be parachuting from a plane. Basically, I had to get very creative with playtime.
And after one particularly rigorous session of play, Maddie collapsed on the floor.
“Hey, bear…you ok? I thought you wanted to have a tea party next”
She didn’t answer, but kept laying there staring blankly at the wall.
“Maddie? You ok?”
“Paci…” she said in a whiny voice.
“Paci’s only for naptime. You gonna nap?”
“Paci…” She cried again, a pout forming on her lips.
I went to her crib and grabbed her favorite green paci, placed it between her lips and watched as she refused to move at all. After a few minutes, I left the room to clean up a little and when I returned, she was fast asleep in the exact position.
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