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My Family, Personal

Sisters

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I just did a session of a family of six with four girls. It brought back so many memories of the laughter and joking that went on in my house with my three older sisters!

The way they interacted with their mom made me laugh and think. Do boys do this when they are older? Do you have the same bond with a grown son as you do with a daughter?

I have two boys and have thought about adopting more kids. I go back and forth, changing my mind weekly(or daily).

This family was beautiful to watch and I am glad that I got a chance to walk down memory lane. I have a lot to think about and I need to change my mind a couple more times today while I finish editing their session.

Here is a sneak peek into Tara’s Family session:

Littlest sister in her big sisters arms.

See, this makes me want girls again…

My Family, Personal

That kind of day

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Someday’s you just need to have breakfast on the couch while watching a movie.

Because this mom was feeling lazy and this little man was not feeling well.

Most of the time when this happens it is only because of my laziness.

And maybe a little bit of my inner child coming out.

I always wanted to eat breakfast while watching cartoons.

It just did not happen very often.

This is all your fault mom.

If only you had let me eat all my meals as a child in front of the tv.

I am sure the scars will heal one day.

My Family, Personal

Help! I am surrounded.

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I have two boys.

Pink is not even in my vocabulary.

Whenever I decide to become nice and content with my two boys and no girls, I see something really cute and really pink.

Or I have to go to two baby showers in one weekend for baby girls…I need pink.

Baby shower number one.

I even helped setup for this one and made the big pink puff ball.

Cruel really.

Oh and that was all my friend Stephanie’s fault.

She said they were easy to make…

She has girls though.

Baby shower number two.

Her friends did an awesome job on the decorations!

PINK everywhere.

I do not think people should be allowed to invite mom’s of only boys to these events.

Really? A frilly pink dress.

That is just mean.

But then when I came home I saw this.

And the world just seemed right again.

So for now you can keep your pink dresses, pink skirts, and pink tights.

I am going to go play in the mud with my boys.