Friday, August 20, 2010

No more excuses

I don't know what to say.  The blog just isn't a priority for me right now, and for some crazy reason I feel guilty about it.  I have loads to say.  Just no time to say it.  Trying to balance being a good mommy, wife, friend, photographer, school volunteer, daughter, sister, etc, etc, etc. It used to be that writing here was my catharsis for all the craziness that encompassed my day.  You can't know the world of a stay-at-home-parent until you are one.  Just like you can't know the world of a work-outside-the-home-parent until you are one.  Both have their challenges.  But when I was a full time working mama I had my office-mate Jetter to talk to and share my world with, and a dozen other awesome work mates to share lunch and a chat and of course, the work load.  I certainly have dear friends now, in this mommy-world I'm in, but at the end of the day it was my blog that caught my words and emotions.  I was too spent.  But now it seems photography is my catharsis, as I've seen too many midnights come and go in the past few weeks, and not because I have a newborn in my house or a sick child, but because I have portraits to edit and life to catch up on and boys to raise, and that is exactly where I want to be right now.

So I'll be taking a break from the blog for awhile.  I'm not sure if I'll come back to it or not.  It has been a good, fun 4 years.  And if you do read this blog I thank you for coming into our lives for the ride.  And especially to my family who uses the blog to catch up on our world from afar.  Thanks for reading, commenting and being a part of this little world of ours.

Feel free to catch up with me over at the crib tales photography blog (I love to read your comments!), or the crib tales photography Facebook page!!

Until we meet again...

Thursday, August 05, 2010

Grade One

Tomorrow, my sweetie, you start the first grade.  In my head and heart you are still my wee little baby, with tiny feet and constant night waking and a bald head.  Even though now you wear a  size one boy's shoe, and sleep through the night every single night, and get your hair buzzed every month or so to keep it really short, just the way you like it.  So many things about you are changing.  It is constant change.  You are big and strong and smart and funny and goofy and sensitive and serious and full of life.  You love riding your bike, your scooter, and your skates.  You love playing with the neighborhood kids, and your playgroup pals, and just about any other kid you happen to come in contact with.  You love Legos, of all shapes and sizes.  You build monstrous space ships and and bombs and all things boy like. I  don't play Legos right, you tell me.  It's probably true.  You are a voracious reader.  The other day I sent you to your room for doing something I guess I considered naughty at the time (though in retrospect I can't remember what it was).  And when your 6 minutes were up I told you that you could come down.  You yelled down to me "no thanks, I'm reading!"  I crept up the stairs and peered into your room.  You sat silently on the floor pouring over books and continued that way for another half an hour.  It was a pure "you" moment, and I treasure that image.  It is what I want for you.  I want you to love books the way I do.  And you do.  And I want you to love writing like I do.  And you do.  I'll count those two things as "our things" that we love in common.  Because I don't play Legos right - Daddy does, apparently.  But the reading and the writing are all ours.

So with a bit of trepidation I'll send you off for another year of school.  Our summer went so fast.  I can't wait to see what the year holds for you.  A more intense schedule for school.  A lot to learn.  Math and science and of course, more reading and writing, too.  But also more expeditions and camping with your class and rock climbing and fun school events.  And for you, more independence.  More of me letting you go just a wee bit more.  I'll wait anxiously for the 4pm pick up.  So you can fill me in on your day, and all that you experienced.


Have a fantastic year big guy.  I love you, to the moon and back, always and forever.



Wednesday, August 04, 2010

Pure and Lovely

Sometimes when I'm editing photos I let my mind take a little break between processing.  I go over to Facebook to look around and say hi to friends. I do a little email correspondence.  I blog.  I read Perez Hilton (yeah, I just 'fessed to that).  Recently I found this little adorable wonderful blog that will now be added to my blogs to the right.  In my head I want my home to look like hers.

Pure and Lovely.  


Read it.  Enjoy.  And those that know my phone number (ahem, Carissa, that's you) can then call to yell at me for finding yet another amazing blog that will take up hours of your time.  You're welcome.

Tuesday, August 03, 2010

So tired


Sorry.  Haven't had much time for the old blog lately.  It is sort of the old saying: when it rains, it pours!  It has just been extremely busy around  here.  School starts this Friday for Jackson.  Can't really believe it is already time for school to start.  So we're trying to get ready for that, fit in a few last play-dates, trips to the pool, reading lazily in the afternoons, watching movies from the library, playing legos, and a LOT of bike riding.  Busy.  Then there's photo sessions to edit (love!), and emails to answer and marketing to be done for my work.  (Have you seen crib tales photography's new website? it ROCKS!)  I also have a house to maintain.  Bills to pay.  Beds to make.  Toys to wrangle.  Meals to make.  Grocery shopping is the biggest pain my tush right now, I swear.  I know, I know, to the average person (re: non-mom) this all sounds incredibly dull and boring, but its my life and I wouldn't trade it for anything.  I've got the best of both worlds going on, and more so, I'm fortunate beyond fortunate to be able to be a full time mama to these sweet boys, AND chase my passion at the same time.  You know who I owe that all to, dontcha?  Yeah, the hubster.  He pretty much rocks, too.  (oh, and that new fancy website for crib tales photography? yeah, he did that.)

Anywhoodle.  The picture above was taken at a recent family reunion I shot last weekend.  The family are dear friends of ours so they told me to bring my family along, too.  So I did.  And I even managed to sneak in a photo with my littlest babe (who thankfully has another month before preschool starts 'cause I don't think my emotions can handle first grade and preschool in the same week!)!  Ain't he cute!?

It may be another week (or more, or less) before I write again.  So, uh, yeah, peace out.