8.28.2009

Alicia ❤ Josh

It’s easy to see how much they care for each other, just by the simple things. The way he lets her walk first, how he holds her hand to steady her, how she looks at him while laughing at some amusing thing he said. Love, pure and simple.

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8.24.2009

Big, huge, delicious, twinkling brown eyes

Num. Like liquid chocolate. How could you seriously ever get mad at a face like this?! Geesh...I'm such a sucker for big eyes and even bigger cheeks!

I can't believe little Keegan is already two and going to be a big brother in just a few short months. Congrats to Mollie and Mike for their absurdly adorable family and I CANNOT WAIT to come back for some belly-popping maternity shots...and to meet Miss E.J. ;-)



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Oh, yeah. There were cows. Lots and lots of cows.
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8.20.2009

love infectious

She said she should have known as soon as she walked in the door. She had just gotten home from a visit to the west coast to see her sister and there he was: showered, clean-shaven and smelling good. He was home. He had flowers. She had no idea.

Then he proposed.

Matt and Sarah are such a rockin couple, I know their wedding will be nothing short of stellar. Oooooo, summer 2010—can’t wait!!!! (I have the best almost-brides ever…!!)


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8.17.2009

A growing Beans!

Beans, beans, the wonderful tot.
Oh, don't you know I just love you a lot.


Don't worry, I won't be quitting my day job anytime soon. Either of them. ;-)

First and foremost, check out the hawk. Can he rock it, or what?
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And this is when we learned that he can sit up by himself for minutes at a time. Who knew?
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8.13.2009

Oh, la familia!

Storm clouds loomed in the distance, yet their attitudes were anything but. Energy, laughing and silly faces ensued; these kiddos were hysterical to photograph. I swear Reyce is a natural poser and Jayce’s smug smiles and incredible energy made my day. Yay for other peoples’ kids (oh, and their sweet, ridiculously good looking parentals!)!

Reyce even made me a thank you card. Isn’t it awesome?
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This one cracks me up...seriously, can't you just hear them laughing right now!? :-)
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Rock it, lil' man. Rock. It.
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I even told Jayce I wanted to put him in my pocket (as that’s where I keep all things precious and adorable) and, although he was a bit apprehensive about trying to fit himself in my teeny jeans pocket, his sister offered up her stellar pink shoes! How sweet, I know!
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8.12.2009

Mr. Nick

Is an entire year older today.

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Happy birthday to my one and only most favorite!!!

8.11.2009

six years

He may not have known it while he was here, but he was one of my favorites. Now, I can barely remember the scent of his aftershave and the sound of his voice. It’s part of the reason why Christmas is one of my favorites, too. When he sang, he sang loud and clear. His voice resonated high above most and sounded just how I pictured home to look. It’s one of the things I miss the most.

As a kid, most of the time I tried to stay out of his way, as I have always been one to avoid conflict, yelling and confrontation at all cost. Not to say he wasn’t a gentle man, but his fuse was a bit shorter than what my faux child bravery could allow. I remember sitting on the dock with my feet hardly grazing the water and listening to him as he whistled away while working in his various flower beds or outdoor project. I remember many funny stories like the time I drank (the immediately threw up) his spitter or the time I ate an entire watermelon because I had one piece too many and thought that if I ate the whole thing he wouldn’t remember that we bought one in the first place. I remember the countless hours we spent in the wood shop where I would watch him set poison for the mice then turn and teach me the ways of maple, oak and pine. The smell of wood shavings still reminds me of him.

There are many times, even now, where I want to call him and tell him a story or ask him a question then realize a split-second later that it’s not possible. He played with all us kids to our hearts content and always had a story, an anecdote or a piece of advice to expel on those around. He was a great many things to a great many people; co-worker, boss, father, husband, brother, uncle, friend.

To me he was an ear-biter and a beard-stubble scratcher. An insulin taker, a gardener, a shaper of wood and whistle, a dashing smile, an infectious persona, an instant laugh and an even quicker cry.

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He was my Papa Two Toes and always will be.

8.09.2009

sweet brody

I was super pumped to meet this little guy a month ago and even more so to see him again last week--curious how babies change so much so fast! I absolutely adore his puffy cheeks, ├╝ber soft skin and (yes, it's true!) his wailing cry (I know, I know, it's easy to adore when you're not there 24/7!)!! Yay for little men!

Enjoy.

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Yeah, like I wouldn't get his teeny tiny feets. So sweet. Num.
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8.06.2009

It's a problem, I get it.

Okay, I have got to be the Queen of putting things off! I can not-so-proudly say that I can leave absolutely anything to the last minute, the last second, no the last nano-second before my butt finally shifts into gear and I feverishly work away to finish the task on time. Oh what's that? I have work that needs to be done? Strange, I also have to wash the dishes, but when I wipe my hands, the towel looks a bit sad, so I must do laundry. On the way to the laundry I realize I haven't vacuumed in a while and when I'm done with that, well, I sure would like a fresh-baked cookie! The list goes on and on, I'm sure you get the point...Yes, this is the tragic, fateful, oh-so-true story of my life. Pathetic, I know. Sadly enough, it was like this all through high school, followed me through college and is never fading and always by my side today. Oh, my not-so-fond friend: procrastination.

Without any further distractions, malfunctions, or disruptions I finally can upload these photos that I have been hogging for a few days now.

As my sixth day of August resolution, I vow to try to think about committing to possibly doing things in a faster, timelier fashion. After all, why do today what can get done tomorrow, right? Errrr, I mean....! ;-)



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