Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Photographer's Child Syndrome

Sadly, this is a real and very prominent disease among us the world of photography. It usually manifests around the age of 1.5 and worsens for several years. Symptoms include: blank stares, refusal to make eye contact, rapid and sudden sprints in the opposite direction, complete defiance, tears, frowns, and exasperating stubborness. Treatment is rare, and oftentimes ineffective. Ocassionally, candy and other glucose-loaded substances prove effective on the younger victims, and I've heard that large amounts of cash seem to work on older children affected by this devastating disease.

My mission? To take updated pictures of my children for the holidays to send to my mother, and other relatives.
No problem, right? I'm a photographer...shouldn't take but 10 minutes. Yeah....not when your kids have PCS.


WHAT?? Pictures??? Run for it!!!
Actually, he was putting on quite a dramatic show of running away from a fire ant hill.


Ok...time to buckle down.
"Come stand over here Owen" (he obliges....after I tell him about 4 times and bribe him with candy).
"Owen, can you look over here at mommy?"


"Ok...great. Can you take your vest out of your mouth please?"



"Or I guess you could just take it off"
And make a completely devilish face that makes me wonder what evil deeds you are plotting in your sinister 4 year old mind.


Ok....let's give Owen a break. AJ - you come stand over here, okay?

Ooohhh...yeah. Not EXACTLY the look I was going for.
Here you see him trying to look at me (like I asked him to) and make sure that Owen doesn't steal his Lightening McQueen Car that he has deftly hidden in the grass just behind and to the left of me. Right after this shot, he had to run off to rescue Lightening from the Evil Owen's clutches. I guess that's what Owen was plotting earlier...."yeah, wait till it's AJ's turn...then I'll make my move"




We moved on to the field next to our house. AJ was standing there looking so forlorn.
"AJ! Do something! Don't look so sad!"






Here we have decided to pick some fuzzy "caterpillars". JOY! The field is full of them!! We'll spend the next 14 minutes picking every single one within a 15 yard radius.




























Alas. We have angered the fire ants and must make a sacrifice to appease them. Sadly, the caterpillars are offered up on their fiery red hill of doom.




What's that mom? You need some pictures for grandma? Why didn't you say so??
(Note symptom: Blank Stare)



I'll try again tomorrow.

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

HazMat Suit Anyone??


In the last two weeks:
Steve has been sick. Several times.
AJ has been sick. Several times.
Owen has gone to the bathroom many, many times. He's four. His aim is less than outstanding at this point, although I don't have much hope for it to get any better, based on what knowledge I have of other adult men in my life.

I just spent the last 3 hours stripping sheets off beds and cleaning 2 bathrooms. I think I'm going to go burn my clothes and soak my hands in bleach.

blegh.

Kids, Kids, Kids!

It's holiday season and I've been busy....here's my latest batch of kidlets that I've done. I've had some cuties!



Being a severely neglected middle child myself, I always have a soft spot for middle children. This little booger was no exception - I could've taken his picture all day. Isn't he adorable?




These next two are siblings. When I asked them if they ever fight, they said "Never". And I think they might have actually meant it. They got on fabulously together.







This little one's momma said he was a handful, but he was golden for me! I don't think I've ever seen a more ready and willing toddler. He was perfect!


These next two beauties needed new headshots for the modeling company that they're with. I was happy to oblige. I don't get girls this age very often, so it was a nice treat.


She has the most beautiful eyes...so sparkly and blue. The blue sweater really pulls them out too. Isn't she gorgeous??

Sunday, November 26, 2006

November 26, 2006

1. He claims to have been quite the stud in middle school. But really, who's a stud in middle school? Well, he says he was. Ask him about it. He's got some stories.
2. On our first date, he took me to the Cottage Inn - a restaurant/pub in downtown Grand Rapids. Then we went to a smoky pool hall and shot pool for hours. That won him some MAJOR cool points in my book. He's not your dinner-and-a-movie kinda guy.
3. He bought me my first "real" camera when we were in college.
4. He single-handedly ran intramurals at the university that we attended. I was supposed to be his assistant...but um, yeah, not so much.
5. He is cool. Really cool. Kids like him. He relates well to students and they respect his honesty and candor.
6. He was spoiled rotten. Once he pitched a fit when his family went out to eat because he didn't like the restaurant. So they left. And went where he wanted. Did I mention he was TWELVE when this happened?
7. He hates milk. But sometimes he can't help himself and he'll eat a bowl of cereal. The physical ramifications are less than ideal.
8. He's been coaching basketball since he was 19 years old, starting with the Homeschool Basketball League in Grand Rapids, Michigan. It sounds lame, but it was the big time, man. And they could've kicked SCA's butt.
9. He is spiritually restless. And that's a very good thing. He's always reading, always studying, trying out new ideas and thoughts. He's never satisfied. And I think that's really, really admirable.
10. Once, when we lived in the ghetto, a man approached him needing money for "his pregnant wife who was sitting in their broke-down car and they needed some money for gas" blah, blah, blah. He believed him and emptied out his pockets for him. I love that about him.
11. Flying makes him nervous. Not scared. Nervous. Good thing he has a wife and kids to keep him distracted.
12. When Owen was 1 week old, he was changing his diaper and Owen blasted runny yellow newborn poop all over his chest. It still makes me laugh.
13. He proposed in the best way ever. EVER. Ask him.
14. He had a dog named Nikki who lived to be 14. He had her since he was in elementary school. She died last year and he sobbed like a baby for hours. I love that about him too.
15. He is the BEST dad. As I type this, he is playing "My First Alphabet Game" with A.J. and watching Veggie Tales for at least the 35th time this weekend. And he hasn't complained once.
16. He was an R.A. in college and was actually really good about NOT breaking the rules.
17. Thanksgiving '99 he helped me bottle-feed 4 abandoned newborn kittens all weekend. Around the clock. Every 3 hours.
18. He loves to golf. Earlier this year, he came 1 inch away from winning a hole-in-one prize for a BMW at a golf tournament. He was pissed about it for 2 weeks.
19. He has many talents. He could be many, many things - a pastor, an athletic director, a teacher, a youth leader, a coach.
20. Just earlier this month, he learned to played "Doggie Bone" on the piano. I love a man that's still willing to learn.
21. He can barely use a power drill and no way does he know how to put sandpaper on the circular sander. But he can take care of you when you're sick like nobody's business. He knows just what you need, when you need it and he's really good at making you feel loved.
22. He almost passed out when Owen was born. They brought in a chair for him to sit on. :)
23. He went to "refinement" classes in elementary school. He can eat a fancy meal and dance like you wouldn't believe. Or...he would have, if he hadn't snuck out of them with his friend.
24. He knows every song and every word of every song from the 80's. And will sing them with gusto, if given the opportunity.
25. His freshman year of college, he died his hair yellow (blond) and pierced his ear. It looked ridiculous, but I said that I liked it.
26. He has a great laugh and an adorable desire to please.
27. He never yells. Never raises his voice. Never swears. He helps me name our big fights - "The dish-scrubby fight of '01", "The money fight of '02"
28. Today is his 28th birthday. Happy birthday Steve-o. I love you.

Giving Thanks

Hopefully everyone out there had a great Thanksgiving weekend. Ours had it's ups and downs - between feeling sick myself, having a late Tuesday night with AJ (complete with vomit and hours of crying - him, not me - although I felt like it), and Steve having stomach issues on Friday and Saturday. BUT, we did have a great
Wednesday-before-Thanksgiving as we hung out with the Smith's, the Titus', the O'Connors, and the Field's.
Thursday dawned bright and sunny and turned out to be a wonderful day. This year we opted out of traveling anywhere and decided to relax in our own town with our own friends and spent the day with the O'Connors. It was a perfect holiday - relaxed, lots of laughing, lots of food, a few surprises, reckless trips on a four-wheeler, anxiety-induced heart palpitations (Lisa), a cooked bag of turkey guts, and what's a friendly get-together without board games??
Being a bum, I took exactly ZERO pictures on Thanksgiving, but Dan did send me a few that he took. AJ absolutely refused to get on the "tractor" and Owen also refused at first, but after I bribed him with a promise of marshmallows, he was game. :) I actually forgot about the marshmallows though, and so did he - so don't remind him.



He even gave a go at driving it. :)



I'm thankful for a lot this holiday weekend. I'm thankful for my beautiful and healthy family. I'm thankful that we're in a place where we've made some friendships that have lifelong potential. I'm thankful that my brother had a successful surgery last week and even got his wish to be pampered overnight. :) I'm thankful that my sister and her husband are settled in a new state, a new life, and making new friends. I'm thankful for my new nephew. I'm thankful my parents got to build the house they've wanted for awhile. I'm thankful that my business has grown. I'm thankful for the students and athletes that I've been priveleged to meet through Steve's school. I'm thankful that I get to coach volleyball at yet another school. I'm thankful that I've "settled" here - more so than any other place we've been in the last 4 years. I'm thankful for every twist and turn that life throws my way to keep me on my toes. Yup. A lot to be thankful for.....

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

What I Ate

When I worked at Books A Million there was a book on the shelves that I found humorous, called What I Ate. Basically the "author" took pictures of everything that he ate for an entire year and put it in a book. Um...yeah. Weird I know.
Anyway. I'm feeling ill.
So here's What I Ate. Today.

1 half piece of toast.



2 sticks of celery.



Blegh. I'm going to go lay down now.

Monday, November 20, 2006

Miss Molly

I'm too tired to actually use my brain to think of good blogs lately, so instead I'll just keep bombarding you with pictures from my sessions. It requires little thought, and next to no brain activity.

check out this cutie-patootie that I did last week. She was such a doll.