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Wednesday, August 3

To My Bossy Big Sister

You may be bossy, but you make beautiful children. All my sister's girls have French middle names. It's a nod to my brother-in-law and where he served his mission. We do it too. Our kids have Canadian middle names. Somehow it's much less impressive.

Click on the photos to see how beautiful they are in larger format. Somehow the pics look loads better blown up. Once again, blogger isn't being kind to me.

SAMANTHA REINE












ZOE CIEL











The P Family

This great little family goes way back with Trevor's cousin, Sunny. They were super fun to play with and their sassy little Miss B is a natural model;) She totally knows how to strike a pose!




Miss R Got Baptized!

And her Mama asked me to take pictures, so I did.




I took pictures of family...


And gifts...


And some details...


of Abby admiring Rae's dress...and a hot guy I saw there. I'm pretty sure that with a haircut and shave, he'd clean up nice.


We are so proud of you Rae! Thanks for letting us share in one of the most important days of your life! We love you!

Mother Of The Year

I think I've been disqualified. I took the kids to a park today, I needed some updated pictures for Grandma Louise (or for my blog, whatever). There was this picture perfect tree that I could perch each of the kids in for an individual shot.

Carson's went well. He's so handsome it makes me cry.



It is always so easy to take pictures of Preston. I love 7 year olds.



Then I tried to perch my not-quite-2-year-old in the afore mentioned tree. You had to have some semblance of balance to be able to stand between the two trunks. I totally thought Abby could handle it. I kept trying and trying to get her footing stable, all the while Preston was warning me, "Mom. I don't like this. She's going to fall and hurt herself. I really, REALLY, don't like this, Mom. It's not a good idea." I got irritated and told him to quit telling me what to do. I am HIS mother, after all. Not the other way around.



I hate it when he's right. No, actually, I don't mind him being right. I hate being proved wrong. Congratulations to Preston. He's been awarded the "Mother of the Year" award.


She got over it eventually.


And I think it makes her look tough.

Ol' Blue Eyes

I was messing around with my camera today, trying to use natural light instead of the flash. I fell in love with this dude all over again. These eyes have saved him more than once...