Miss Elizabeth did not want to go to sleep, she liked staying up and hanging out with us.  I’m telling you, these newborns love partying with me.  She was so alert and was so tiny and cute.  Finally she got tired of us fussing with her and she took a little nap.  I love photographing newborns, its such an amazing time for their families and to see how much they change in the first year is mind boggling.

Thank you to the M family for welcoming me to your home and being so kind, it was so much fun and I can’t wait until our next portrait session!

Her Mommy had this beautiful scarf that she got when she went to Paris, I love the color and it made a perfect wrap for baby E.

Here are my two little trick-or-treaters!  Email me a photo of your little ones, I would love to see them!

Alice In Wonderland and a Skeleton who said he didnt like wearing his mask because (and I quote) “It hides my cool hair Mom, people can’t see it,”  oh boy, he’s only seven, I’m going to be in trouble when he’s a teenager.

It was so hard when he was born to ever think past those first few rough days when he was sick to even think that things would be ok and that he would be the strong, smart, funny little boy that he is today. I didn’t know that he would end up with these beautiful curls that make people stop us in the grocery store. I didn’t know that he would tell me that he thinks I’m pretty every day, I didn’t know that he would want to hold my hand when we walk in to a store.

He loves pizza, Sponge Bob, Star Wars, dessert, Disneyland, sand, dirt, trains, costumes, surf boards, asking questions, talking about his limo business he’s going to have when he grows up and hats.

Today we celebrate his seventh birthday, my sweet baby boy Spencer. What a wonderful seven years it has been with him in my life. Happy Birthday to my little prince!  Oh and it’s also Talk Like A Pirate Day too!

On my way home from a client session this afternoon I’m cruising along on the Interstate (Freeway) and it’s rush hour with a gazillion cars all around.  Just a few miles before the traffic was moving along very nicely and it suddenly slowed down as I was getting closer to the downtown area, today is truly one day where I am thankful that it had slowed down, I don’t know what would have happened if I had been going a normal interstate speed of 60+mph.  Traffic had slowed to about 20 mph and I hear a really loud boom, pop and then it sounded like someone was dragging my car on it’s side through a pile of rocks.  The alert in my car went off, WARNING FLAT TIRE, but it said not only one it said FOUR! ICCK!  Now, I don’t think it could have picked a worse place for this to happen, I was right smack dab in the middle lane and as luck would have it in the section I was in there was not really a shoulder area on either side of the fast or slow lanes.

I pulled over as best I could to the wall, still sticking out in slow lane traffic.  About ten minutes later traffic started picking up.  My car was right at a point of a curve, I couldnt really go any further because it would lead to an even less of a shoulder than there already was.  Also I couldn’t get out to see if all four tires really were flat because there were cars zooming by very quickly and big semi trucks (which already freak me out).

I got on the phone and called my roadside service who said that it was going to be at least 90 minutes.  So I’m waiting, and keeping my eyes closed because of how close the cars were coming to me then quickly pulling to the side.  Finally a *wonderful* police officer showed up and flared the interstate and called the HERO team to come and help me.  They blocked off traffic and had me drive my car down the interstate until we reached the section that had a large shoulder.  Talk about scary driving, the car was swerving all over the place even with me barely pushing on the gas.  My front driver’s side tire had completely ripped away from the hub on the inside part and my back driver’s side tired was very low.

The HERO team quickly changed my tire (at no charge, how awesome is that) and put air in to my back tire.  On my way home every, single tire shop was closed, so I luckily made it all that way on a donut (over 40 miles).

Check back tomorrow as I will be sharing a few sneak peeks of my awesome clients from today, they deserve their own blog post, instead of being lumped in with my tire talk.

Thank you to the very nice police officer and the Hero team for saving the day!

If I were asked to write down a list of adjectives that describe myself I would sadly have to add clumsy to the list.  Oh how I envy ballerinas and figure skaters, they are so graceful and smooth.  Me on the other hand, well I seem to trip over air.  A few months ago I tripped over the sidewalk at the mall, in my defense there was some concrete that was uneven and sticking up.  Down I went and it just so happened to be at the busiest parking lot of Del Amo Fashion Center in Torrance, CA and I ended up breaking my favorite pair of sunglasses that are no longer made, I was sad, they made me look so cool .

When I was pregnant with my daughter I was walking (ha again at the mall) and someone had forgotten to put down the wet floor sign and I had on some slippery shoes and yep, down I went.  When I was in girl scouts (800 years ago) I was carrying back a pepsi bottle to the machine for my troop leader (remember those really tall old school pepsi bottles that you pulled from the machine), the floor was wet from someone spilling a cup of ice.  Down I went and to this day I have this obnoxious scar on my wedding ring finger as a reminder of that fall.  They should have done a butterfly bandage but they didnt and the scar is ikky!  I also have a scar on my foot from a broken bottle that clamped around my foot (I didnt see it in high grass).

Oh my list could go on and on and on of my oh so graceful moments (please note my heavy sarcasm here).

Yesterday I went to Michael’s (yes that is the best store ever for stuff, scissors that make cool edges, stickers, punches, paper oh my!) and I was walking along minding my own business when my flip flop got caught under the wheel and somehow my foot slammed in to the cart.  Ouch was my first thought and then my foot started throbbing.  So I am now the proud owner of not one but two lovely broken toes.  My “this little piggy had none” and my “this little piggy went wee wee wee all the way home” toes are broken on my left foot.  They are a lovely shade of purple, some would say grape-like.

I’m not sure why I’m telling this story, it has nothing to do with photography, but I guess it helps you to get to know me better.  While I may be clumsy, I always get right back up without missing a beat and laugh at how I’m not the most graceful person on the planet.  I think I missed my calling, I bet Ringling Brothers has a place for people like me.

So today, broken toes in tow, we went to the Paulding County Arts & Crafts festival at Paulding Meadows.  Funnel cakes, fried Coca-Cola, fried dill pickles, you name it they had it.  I’m trying to figure out how you fry Coca-Cola, but that is a mystery that I’ll solve another day as I didn’t get over to that booth.  I had grand ideas for taking lots of pictures, but in the end I only took a few and just enjoyed all of the festivities.  Here’s my son taking a ride on a horse.  I bet that horse is more graceful than I am!

I hope you are all having a great weekend, try not to trip over air like I do!