We skipped sending out holiday cards this year; too much on our plates.
In lieu of that…
Happy New Year!
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January 1, 2012
September 25, 2011
(I never posted these this summer, oops!)
Before I had kids, there are a few things I KNEW as a mom that I would be insistent about.
1. Leashes are for pets, not children.
2. I’m not going to walk around the house like a mouse when my kid(s) are sleeping. We’re noisy. Deal.
3. Unless we’re heading to a funeral or something, I don’t care if you get dirty. We can wash your clothes, and wipe your face, but that last time *I* checked, those mud puddles are there for you to jump in.
Here’s a peek at #3, after her ballet class.
September 14, 2011
My Dearest Ava,
Posted by Tracie under Ava Claire (aka "Nemo"), Babble, Photography, Video1 Comment
My Dearest Ava,
You are the daughter I’ve always wanted.
You are better than any of those dreams, come true.
You are my shadow. My buddy. My hoot and a half.
You are sensitive.
You are super funny.
You are a super cute baby bird.
You have dirty little feet most of the time, and I love that.
You are wise.
You are full of joy.
You occupy the majority of my heart.
(You always will.)
You are not napping right now, like you should be. But I still think you’re cute.
You have NO idea the miles of fire I will walk on for you.
You are loved by so many.
You are my best.
Love,
Momma
September 10, 2011
A Peek at Pictures….
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my new niece, Peyton:
and my little Ava, as Marilyn Monroe:
August 18, 2011
Ava’s 3rd time bowling, and she almost beat daddy!
August 11, 2011
Miss Julia spent the afternoon with us the other day, and when there’s a new adorable kid in my presence, she KNOWS she’s getting her wig on.
July 7, 2011
I’ve ordered a couple new wigs, to add to my “Whiskers & Wigs” collection. I’m not sure what I’m going to do with said assemble, but it’s going to make me millions someday.
Or tens.
People always comment on how I’m able to capture such wonderful expressions on my subjects.
I thought this mini-shoot was a great example of This Master at work:
Me: “Ava, over here. Look at Momma!”
Ava: “chhhhheeeeeeese!” looking down the driveway. “Boopies, GIMME BACK MY SOCK!!! MOMMMMMMMMMMAAAA, the moff-keetoes are biting on me!”
Me: “Right here, honey! Whoop whoop!”
Ava: (deadpan) “cheese. no more momma. THAT’S MY POOL NOODLE BLOOPERS! PUT IT DOWN NOW YOU FRICKEN STINKING DOG!”
Me: “Ava, one more please! You look so pretty! Like a princess!”
Ava: “I’M NOT A PRINCESS, I AM A MERMAID. AND MERMAIDS HATE BUGS. No more momma.” Flashes big fake grin.
End scene.
June 29, 2011
Just about as funny as the Turkish Kitty with a mustache.
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(where IS that photo?)
In a fit of funny, I stuck a fake mustache on Max, who’s usually game for whatever. He’s one. He won’t recall my torture. (or will he?)
Well, Max lead to Noah, and Noah made my gut hurt he was so funny. I plunked one on Wilfred Brimley or whatever his name is Jarret and my new “schtick” has been born. One trip to the costume store and fabric joint later, and I’m now scouting the crowds for my next adorb young man to click on with The ‘Stache.
Oh the hilarity.
Here’s a quick slideshow:
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June 24, 2011
Momma needs a new pair of shoes! (or maybe a new camera bag!)
Posted by Tracie under Photography1 Comment
What do you think? Is my Little Red Riding Hood worthy of a few votes?
:::rasises hand:::
(of course, if you’re bored, you can see the entire styled shoot here:)
June 17, 2011
It’s nice out, and if you don’t enjoy every minute of our beautiful Minnesota summers, they’ll be gone before we know it.
So forgive me while I slack a bit on updating this silly blog.
However, I’ve had a chance to do some clickin’ lately, and hate to keep all the cuteness to ‘meself.
So I’ll share.
My handsome lil’ nephew, Alex. Gettin’ Down on the Farm.
My darling little Sydney Rose, her 3 month shoot, clicked just earlier this week. There’s pretty babies, and then there’s Sydney Rose.
Wow.
