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I went back down to Rawlins a few weeks ago for an adorable young man’s 1st birthday party. While there, Miss Slater’s mom asked if I could do her 3 year portraits. Umm, yeah! I have wanted to take her photos for so long, but things just never seemed to work out. Slater has the most beautiful eyes…mesmerizing is the only word that I can think to describe them.
I asked Mom if she wouldn’t mind doing an in home, lifestyle session. She was up for whatever I suggested, as long as we could get some posed shots for the grandparents. And boy, did we! I delivered one of my largest galleries to date. Miss Slater rocked in front of my camera.
That’s what I love about in home sessions. Slater was so relaxed and eager to show me around her home, her favorite games, and how she loved walking up the mountain in their backyard. Kids are much more laid back when in their own environment and their true personalities just shine.
One of the boys’ favorite activities is to visit the hardware store downtown. They, of course, don’t know it’s a hardware store. To them, it’s the animal store. Every time we go it’s the same routine. During warm weather months, we hit the lawn mowers first. The fish, lizards, and spiders next. From there, the next stop varies, but our last stop is always to stare at the miniature animals and vehicles. For some reason, Sean has been drawn to the lizard terrariums. He doesn’t understand why we can’t bring one home. He wasn’t, however, in love with Connor’s idea of setting out lawn chairs for a little break time. I often take the kids there on a lazy summer day when we have nothing else to do. To them, it’s a special trip, an event, even if it’s just a reason to get out of the house for me!
I just realized that, while I posted my photo for my 52 week project, I never blogged it. So…..
Imperfection, imperfect, not perfect, my life. David has switched to the evening shift. I’ve always hated it (most of his coworkers and their families will agree with me) but now it’s even worse. Trying to make dinner, alone, with a 3 year old and 5 month old is pretty tricky. Throw in the fact that the 4 month hold really prefers to go to bed at six and life gets a little, well, imperfect.
I’ve been crockpotting it quite a bit these last 2 weeks. Well, David has. I get the stuff ready and he throws it in. But I decided that I wanted some good old-fashioned hamburger gravy. Not too hard, right? Wrong. Sean tried to entertain Connor so I could get dinner cooked. Tried, but it wasn’t enough. I actually took this picture with Sean hanging onto my leg while holding Connor.
And now, my stove is imperfect, too.