Posts Tagged ‘pictures’

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Sunday, April 8th, 2012

I Don’t Know Whose Kids These Are, But They’re Not Mine.

Tuesday, January 3rd, 2012

I don’t know who these kids are in the following photos, but they’re not mine.  I mean, they kind of look like mine, but they’re not.  I’m sure of it.

Here’s the deal – just before our good friends, Josh and Jenny, from Solar Photography started snapping these shots, Reichen nicked his thumb.

And it started bleeding.

A little, teeny, weeny, itty, bitty, bit.

But from the way our 5 year old was carrying on, and on, and on, and on, and on, you would have thought that kid cut his carotid.

“WAH!!! I CAN’T GET ON THE CAROUSEL,” Reichen screamed into my ear while clutching my neck.

“Yes you can, baby!  It’ll be so much fun!  Josh and Jenny are going to take pictures of us on there!  You’ll LOVE it,” I tried telling him in my best 1992 senior of the high school cheerleading squad voice.

“WAH!!! NO, IT WON’T BE FUN! MY THUMB HURTS!  IT’S BLEEDING,” he carried on while crying crocodile tears that are making his face all red and splotchy.

“Your thumb isn’t even bleeding, baby,” I cooed while rubbing his back.

“WAH!!! YES IT IS!!!  I NEED A BAND-AID,” he cried.

And with that, I loaded all my 3 boys on the teacups thinking there is NO WAY Josh is going to get a good shot.

And then we hopped on the horses.

“WAH,” Reichen wined, “I WANT TO SIT ON THE DRAGON!!!”

“WAH,” Latham cried, “I WANT TO SIT ON THE DOLPHIN!!!”

“Listen guys,” David told them, “those animals are not together.  We all need to sit together on the carousel, so Josh can take a picture of us as a family.  After Josh is done, you can ride on whatever animal you want.”

“WAH!!! NOOOOO DADDY,” the boys both bellowed.

And again, I think there is no way Josh is going to be able to get a good shot.

Then, we were off to the outdoor ice skating rink.  David and I have never taken the boys ice skating before, but we thought it might make for cute pictures.

That is, until we buckled the boys into their skates.

‘OH NO!  THIS IS NOT A GREAT IDEA,” Latham started screaming.

“OH NO! THIS IS NOT A GREAT IDEA!  OH NO! THIS IS NOT A GREAT IDEA!  OH NO! THIS IS NOT A GREAT IDEA!”  It was a bit of a Rain Man moment for our nervous 3 year old.  He wanted nothing to do with ice skating.  Nothing.

Everyone around us was giggling including our friend and photographer Jenny.

“I know it’s not funny,” she said while trying to stifle a giggle, “but it is.”

I agreed.  I would totally be cracking up too, if we weren’t trying to take pictures.

And, once again, I think there is no way Josh and Jenny are going to get a good shot.

I don’t know how they did it, but they did.  Josh and Jenny of Solar Photography are amazing.  And these are just a few of the shots they sent us.  I seriously have 80 amazing pictures to choose from.  I’m not sure how they captured all these incredible moments, but I’m so glad they did.

But even though there’s picture proof, I’m still not sure the kids in those photos are mine.  I mean, they kind of look like them, but there’s no way that’s them – not on that day.

No. Way.

A Picture Perfect Day

Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010

Josh and Jenny, the dynamic duo from Solar Photographers, have done it again.  I just love how the talented and charismatic couple captures my 3 stinky boys and me in such a fun way no other photographer can.  Here’s a peek at a few of my favorites from our photo shoot a couple weeks ago.  Enjoy!

Can You Say Awkward? I Knew You Could.

Tuesday, August 31st, 2010

Okay.  I’ve got an awesome idea.  Let’s all dress in denim, pile on top of each other, and smile really cheesy for our family photo.  It’ll be perfect framed over our fireplace, don’t you think?  Not to mention, it’ll make the most amazing Christmas card.  All our friends and family will love it.*

 Or if that looks a little weird, maybe we should all wear white tops, climb a tree, and straddle each other.  Yup, that’s what we should do.  And to make the pose perfect, I totally think we should all put our hands on our knees and say ‘family’ when the photographer tells us it’s time to smile.*

Or maybe, we should just dress the way we always dress, and do the things we always do, while the most talented photography team in Missouri and Kansas captures us just being us.

 Josh and Jenny of Solar Photographers are an incredibly brilliant husband and wife duo who’ve been snapping photos of our family since Reichen was 7 weeks old.

Since then, Josh and Jenny have been there for all our most important moments, including both boys’  first steps, my big belly during my 2nd pregnancy; they even captured this sweet shot of my 2nd son just days after he was born.

I tell you all this because I’m super psyched about our latest session with Solar Photographers.  I love that they just let us do what we do while they capture it all.  There’s no posing, no placing hands on knees, and the best part:  they never make us shout ‘cheese’ after the count of three.

 If you want to see more from our session, Josh and Jenny have our highlights and so many other incredible photo shoots posted on their awesome blog.  Enjoy!

*Did you like these awkward family photos?  You can see more here.

I Can’t Take the Taunting

Thursday, August 13th, 2009

There is a pile of pictures taunting me and it’s doing it in a nanny-nanny-boo-boo whiny kid kind of way.  You know the kid I’m talking about – the playground bully with the really big head who thinks he’s king of the jungle gym.  The one who wipes his runny nose all over innocent bystanders, including my son, just before shoving him down so he can slither down the slide first.  The kid who annoyingly keeps asking what you’re doing, what you’re doing, what you’re doing, and whose mom could care less since she is obviously too busy talking and texting her friends about what a jerk she married.

The pictures have been sitting on my bedroom dresser for months and I put them there on purpose.  I’m the first one to admit that I’m a neat freak.  I’m a fan of the philosophy: there’s a place for everything and everything in its place.  I knew if I set the pictures in a prominent spot, they would be in an album lickity split.  But then I keep snapping and printing, and snapping and printing more and more memories of my little men which means instead of putting the pile away, I add to it.

I really think I have an undiagnosed disorder – one where I am driven to print every, single, solitary picture of my two toddlers, even the ones some might consider unflattering such as the one of Reichen squeezing his eyes really tight while trying to show momma he can toot, or  the one of  Latham stumbling into the diaper genie while trying to toddle.  I even printed the one of the boys where  Reichen is quite literally trying to smother Latham with his own little hands.  I must print them all.  I must

I just hope I can get some kind of help for my undiagnosed disorder before the pile grows to be 15 years old.  I’m not even kidding when tell you my mother-in-law did not put one single picture in an album for that many years.  When I met her, she had an entire dresser full of photos.  She would cut me off at at this point in the story to tell you they were all dated and in somewhat of an order, of course, but even she would admit not one of those photos had a home.

I see how it happens though.  You’re so busy living your crazy life that it’s hard to document it.  All I know is I’m tired of those photos taunting me and if I have to stuff them in a dresser to stop that nasty nanny-nanny-boo-boo business, I will.  In fact, that sounds like a really good solution for that crappy kid at the park, too.  I’m sure his mom wouldn’t even notice.