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A Few Things

1.

Last week Thomas and Will came over to play and Will got Maggie back for all the eye poking she did to him at his house.
I kind of wonder if she secretly was just trying to get him to give her a scalp massage. Those feel pretty good, you know. 

Anyhow, Will was pretty interested in Maggie and her hair. Lara kind of warned Thomas that Will was playing with his buddy, Maggie, but he didn’t seem to mind. At least until she crawled away.

2.

My parents are coming to visit today….yahoooey! Well, I think my mom is more coming to do some serious smooching on Maggie, which is fine by me.  My dad started calling Maggie “Curly” because her hair gets out of control sometimes with the curl situation. I’m sure they’ll have a long conversation about something important because they tend to have a lot to talk about.

3.

My favorite lens broke. I am a sad, sad kitten. Thankfully Canon is going to fix it for me, but that’ll take a while and I already really, really miss it. I didn’t know how much I loved it until it broke. Boooooo, hiss, on bad photos and having to use my other equipment.


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Try, Try Again

I had the very best of intentions to take some Valentine photos of Mags, but when we buckled down and did it last week the pictures didn’t quite turn out the way I had planned. So I let them sit on my camera until today along with a bunch of other photos. When I finally loaded them onto my computer I noticed a couple things…

A handful of the pictures are super cute and adorable and make me want to marry them, but majority of them are equally cute in a rugged and kind of messier way. They tell a story too, but not one that is clean and organized.

Like the one I snapped yesterday of Maggie before she got in the bath…leftover pants from her V-Day outfit, one sock, and chubby arms to boot. Her eagerness to hop into the tub is demonstrated by her reaching towards the faucet and flowing water.

Or the pictures that still tell a story that is a bit more realistic and honest.

Like ones filled with avocado and chubby cheeks.

Check that: avocado, chubby cheeks and a booger.

At first I thought to myself that the best laid plains fail, but now I think I’m changing my tune. Capturing moments that are full of  one sock, avocado-face babies are way better because those moments can’t be staged, planned or even forced. I suppose I could do without the massive booger though.

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A Little Bit of Love

Yesterday Barry encouraged me to head out of the house for a few hours and spend some time on my own and so I did.

It was strange.

It was odd.

I turned the heat up in the car and pumped up the music, but it just felt weird.

I found myself heading to Anthropologie but got lost along the way and pulled over to call Barry to check in.

I missed my family and I’d been gone for less than an hour.

Can you say  w-i-m-p-y?

Maggie got up early yesterday morning and we all went on a long walk around the neighborhood and so it wasn’t as if I was really missing out on any sense of togetherness. When I called to check in I could hear Maggie babbling in the background and Barry had already started doing some projects that we’d talked about around the house. He informed me that Maggie had to take a break from all the task-mastering and was having a snack.

After I hung up I marveled at how grown up our little family felt in the short conversation. Maggie taking a snack, Barry completing projects and me off spending a few minutes alone. Oh, and Syd probably snoring in some corner of the house.

Weird.

Today is Valentine’s Day and a day for love. Mostly  at our house we try to do things for each other all year long, but today is a bit more special. After getting out of the house for a couple hours yesterday, I was more than happy to end up back home with my Man, slobbery-kissy daughter and silly dog.

Of course they are my Valentines today and I wouldn’t change a thing.