"A truly rich man is one whose children run into his arms,
when his hands are empty."
One of the greatest joys in my life is being a mother. The second greatest is getting to watch my husband be a father. I love seeing that certain brightness in his eyes that only his kids can put there.
I take photos constantly of our children, and I've even made it a priority to make sure I'm in more photos with them as well. It dawned on me though that I needed to make sure that he existed in photos with them too, for the same reasons I do. He is the backbone of this family, our support. And I think far too often that is taken for granted and underappreciated. We're so busy running around from one thing to another, making art, taking lessons, playing games, shopping and having fun... all the while, he is in the background, ensuring we are able to do all these things we love, just being happy that we're happy.
I hate the idea of waiting for one designated (over-commercialized) day in June to celebrate what an amazing father he is. My husband is an awesome dad all year round, and I just wanted to remind him and the world of just how great I think he is, on this random Sunday. ♥
It is always a perfect day to appreciate the remarkable father in your life! Dads, want to book a session with your kids? Or maybe, Mom, you want to gift an incredible Dad with a session to show him how important he is to you and your children?
Send me a message and let's make it happen!
As a photographer, sometimes I have ideas that I want to try out first, before I decide if I want to offer them to my clients. This usually means either putting out a model call, or using the four gorgeous models I have lounging around my house. ;)
So when I thought about offering pajama and plushie sessions, of course I wanted to try it out first. And even though I decided not to offer them for this years holiday mini sessions, we did have such a blast shooting them! And that's the most important thing, isn't it? ♥
Goodbye Summer, and Hello Autumn!
It is almost time for school to start again, and what better way to celebrate and to capture this fleeting moment of the year, than with Back To School photos?
Daniel is entering the 7th grade, and I can't believe how much he's changed and grown since this time last year! I love his new sense of style, and the early signs of interest he's showing in his appearance. We had so much fun shooting this little mini session. It didn't take much for his goofy, playful personality just shined in each shot!
Back to School might happen every year, but each year is so different from the last. These really are once in a lifetime moments. Don't miss out on them!
Oh my darling sweet little boy. The one who makes my heart beat, who makes my every day brighter. Today, he turned twelve years old.
How can that be? When did this happen? And where is my sweet little baby?
Twelve whole years.
Twelve years of watching him grow, and laugh, and learn.
Twelve years of teaching him, and learning from him.
Twelve years of fart jokes, and bedtime hugs and kisses.
We are on the cusp on a whole new way of life. He is almost a teenager, getting ready to stretch his wings and test his independance. But that's ok.
Because he has shown me in these first twelve years what kind of man he is going to become.
And he will be a great one.
Today, he is just twelve years old.
He still lets me hold his hand when we walk down the street.
He still wants to be tucked in every night (unless he has friends over, then he'll come get his hugs and kisses from me in private).
He's still small enough for me to pick up and squeeze (though just barely.)
He is only twelve.
Having 1 son and 3 daughters, all in their tween and teen years, means I am never short on beautiful models. And while most of the time, it's my gorgeous redheaded oldest daughter, or my handsome boy, this time it was my sweet little Alanna, our youngest, who said "I want to do a photo session!" And when they ask, it's so hard to say no!
So we sat down and talked about what she wanted to wear and what kind of photos she wanted to do.
"I want to look like a fashion model! Like with wild, crazy hair! Ooo and I want to wear one of the prom dresses!" What 9 year old WOULDN'T want to play dress up with a big, gorgeous gown? And lucky her, I keep plenty on hand to choose from.
So fashion model is the look we went with, and I think they turned out incredibly stunning. I still just can not get over how grown up she is getting to be. Just a few months away from being 10, I can easily see the sweet, funny, beautiful young woman she will be in just a few years. ♥
Oh my sweet sweet Ally-bug.
Quiet, happy, giggly girl.
Always ready with a cuddle and a hug.
She is 9 years old already, and I'm not sure exactly when that happened.
Gone is the chubby-legged little 1 year old that I first met.
She is becoming her own person, with a beautiful personality and interests and opinions uniquely hers.
She loves to cook and read and currently, her favorite color is blue.
She likes fairy tales of all kinds, but doesn't like the bad guys and the monsters in them.
She sings, all the time, and loves to dance and wiggle and laugh.
She makes our family complete, our joyful ray of sunshine.
Cold Mornings At The Bus Stop
Moving means lots of things.
It means boxes and sorting.
It means new routines.
It means a new school.
Daniel has gone to Charter schools since 4th grade. He's either been dropped off and picked up by me, or, like in Austin, we walked or rode bikes to school.
Here in East Texas though, he is back in a mainstream public school, and back on the school bus.
This week has been particularly chilly in the mornings (to put it mildly), so we've been bundling up in throw blankets as we stand at the end of the driveway and wait for that 7am school bus.
It amazes me how such a simple, daily routine thing can still seem so beautiful. In a few short years, he'll be driving himself to school, and I won't be standing there in the cold, waiting with him anymore, which makes these memories all the more precious.
Relocation - Farewell, Austin
Hey there my lovely friends!
Well, things have been happening and a-changing, and it is with a slightly heavy heart that I announce that I will no longer be serving the Austin area. Today, my little family is relocating back to the East Texas area, temporarily. And by temporarily, I mean for at least 2-4 months, though possibly longer.
On the one hand, I am heartbroken that I will be leaving my Austin. This city is so wonderful and inspiring and just full of love and amazingness. I feel so at peace surrounded by the crowds and buildings and all the wonderfully weird people.
But! On the other hand, I am excited to be able to offer sessions on a more regular basis once more to all my wonderful East Texas clients! Without them, I would not be where I am today. ♥
So on that note! I will begin booking sessions for the East Texas area with openings starting November 15th!! Just in time for lovely fall images and Christmas sessions! Yay!
I can not wait to get started!
See you soon, East Texas!
When I was 5 years old, I loved to sing, and dance, and draw, and do things that most 5 year old little girls love to do. I also wanted to grow up to be a pink flamingo. No, that's not code for some kind of weird dancer or showgirl. I wanted to be a bird. I practiced standing on one leg every chance I got. My favorite color was pink. And the only pair of jeans I would wear during that time had little rollerskating pink flamingos on the back pockets. Because the flamingos made them more comfortable, right?
Today, I still love to sing, and dance, and draw, and do things that most 27 year old girls love to do. I'm also still pretty in love with pink flamingos. While I may not have been able to grow up to be one of the beautiful, awkwardly elegant birds, I can still surround myself with their awesomeness.
And lucky for me, I have a pretty amazing husband, and four pretty amazing kids who support my love of the roseate feathered fowl. Any stuffed pink flamingo found is immediately bought and gifted to my ever growing collection. Necklaces, drawings, wire figurines. My first tattoo even, a small flamingo on the upper left part of my back.
I can't say what it is about these blush-colored birdies that I find so intriguing in comparison to any other avian creature, but there is something special there. ♥