It took my third child to fulfill the prophecy that most kids cut their own hair at sometime in their childhood. Pretty much the pictures tell the story of the incident but let me fill you in on a few details. First, Chloe is 3 1/2 years old. ‘Nuf said, really. I mean I’m only...
Dear Six-Year-Old Megan, Happy Birthday, little lady. I’m writing this blog to you, in honor of you, for today is your sixth birthday. I want you to read this when you are 16 or 26 or 66 and remember how magical being six is. Right now: You are attached to your three unicorn pillow...
As you may know, my son’s birthday was this past week. Like many families, we celebrate with a cake and blowing out the candles following dinner. This shot was taken during the traditional singing of “Happy Birthday to You” as his sisters and my parents serenaded him. It has gotten quite a buzz on Facebook...
Seriously, I’m okay with this. I handled ten, so ELEVEN years old is not such a big deal, right? Anyway, he’s turning out pretty darn good- good grades, good friends, making good choices so far and still very good to his little sisters most of the time. With his blue eyes and gentle look here,...
I’m thankful for and loving every day. While my two oldest are school-aged, Chloe is three years old. She’s home with me most days. In between photography job responsibilities, I make a point to “just be” with her. We go to the library. We run errands. We have a McDonald’s cone for no reason. The...
