A Walk in the Park

A few weeks ago, our friends David and Shannon of Locke Innovations Photography, who took Bobby’s and my 10th anniversary Beloved photos, took our family photos as well. We had the best time and they got some really amazing shots.

These two made me tear up:

And these make me swoon:

The most amazing thing about this shoot was all the wonderful shots they got of Sophie. Sophie was NOT performing – she cooperated for about 5 minutes until she realized what was expected of her. Then she just got crazy. She wouldn’t even be bribed with candy. (The girl will NOT be bribed. Very inconvenient for mommy.) And yet, they still got so many beautiful photos of her! I could not believe it! We are so thrilled with our portraits. If you are in Ohio and need photos for any occasion, I highly recommend Locke. I’m definitely signing them up to take baby #3’s newborn photos!  You can learn more about them at their website, Facebook page, or blog!

And now, tell me, isn’t my family beaaaauuutiful??

I love my family portraits!  To see what others love, check out Things I Love Thursday at the Diaper Diaries.

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Disclosure: Locke Innovations did not compensate me in any way for this post.  They just took beautiful photos of my family, which I paid for, and I wanted to share them with you.  Imagine that!

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Flashbacks

In the last month or so, my kids have moved into the stage in which they enjoy nothing more than to annoy the other. (As an aside, how long can I expect that to last? About 6 months or so, right?) Sammy is learning to pull his weight in this game, but there’s little doubt that Kate’s the driving force at this point.

She seems to love to bother the snot out of her brother. She is particularly good at provoking him – and doing so in a way that she thinks we won’t notice. Because, you know, I can’t hear her say “Sammy, hit me! Hit me!” three seconds before I hear “MOMMY! Sammy hit me!!!”

This behavior drives me nuts, obviously, but it really makes me cringe because it is so familiar to me.

Something tells me it seems rather familiar to my little sister as well.

Last night, we stopped by Andy’s school on our way home so that he could pick up something, and for the entire three minutes he was gone, Kate was whispering (though not silently enough, apparently) to Sam that Daddy was going to be gone for a million years. I immediately had a flashback to the time I packed a bag and sat in the driveway, trying to convince Anna that I was running away from home.

Older sisters are just mean.

Seeing my not-so-pleasant behavior in Kate is tough, and it makes me wonder what other things she’s inherently picked up from us. Which really, is a scary thought.

Tell me I’m not alone here… how do you see yourself reflected in your kids?

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Getting Weepy Over Underoos

You know that post title could only have been written by an emotional pregnant woman, right?

Yesterday I was reading the e-mail “Parent Page” Joshua’s kindergarten teacher sends out and it said “I can’t believe there are only 8 days of school left.”

WHAT???

Holy Denial, Batman!

I knew Joshua’s last day of school (and Kindergarten graduation ceremony) was June 3rd, but until I read that, I hadn’t fully realized how close that is. I’ve been so busy trying not to vomit that I’ve really had my head in the sand.  Or, more accurately in the toilet.  Or in a Kroger bag in the Kroger parking lot.  But you know what I mean.

It’s almost over.

Kindergarten.  All those months I agonized about it, that first week when Joshua cried every day, all those subsequent weeks when he came home full of confidence and VOLUME and practically speaking a new language, they are almost over!  Kindergarten.  My baby’s about done with it.

Yesterday I was in his room gathering some laundry and I picked up a pair of his Thomas the Tank Engine underpants.  He’s pretty much over Thomas now.  We recently bequeathed his choo-choo table and all his Thomas paraphernalia to his cousins James and Joel.

So I stared at his Thomas underoos and was really, really sad that he has outgrown them…emotionally at least.  How long before it’s no longer cool to wear even Batman or Cars Movie underpants?  When will he decide that none of the cool kids have cartoons on their undies??

I got a wee bit weepy.

He’s such a big boy.  Is it wrong that I want to keep him in underoos forever?

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