10 on Tuesday on: a secret, parenting advice from a toddler & getting busted

1.  Tuesday is now officially the busiest day of the week at our house.  I think I’ll start calling it “this day is going to kick my butt Tuesday” for short.  Up early, big kids off to school, music class with the duder, trip to People Rx, home for lunch, quick nap for Teagan (I almost always have to wake him up, bummer), leave for carpool to pick up Taryn, back home to fix a quick early dinner and then back out to go watch Ty play football.  Then home again, way past the little kids bedtime, spend an hour doing bath, pj’s, supplements and medications, put the little kids down, fix lunches and THEN, it’s time for me to sit down and start working.  Yeah, a little busy.

2.  So when Teagan and I were putting on our shoes to leave the house this morning we were listing all the fun stuff we’d get to do today….”music”….”hutball!”….and then he looks at me and says “we not stop at starbucks mommy?”  Busted.  Oi.

3.  At the recommendation of Teagan’s OT, we signed him up for a music class, Music Together through Velocity Music Academy.  It turned out to be perfect timing, one of my amazingly talented clients just opened Velocity in Cedar Park and we were looking for a music or gymnastics class to put Teagan in as a way to help him get stronger and continue with OT type activities outside of therapy.  His OT, Marti, and her little boy, Andy, signed up as well which I love because we get to see them more and she can keep her specially trained OT keen eyes on Teagan.  Music Together is perfect because it involves music, listening, and movement all at the same time, which is really key for him and his recovery.  Our first class was this morning and he was WAY into it.  He was singing and dancing and moving and shaking it all over the place.  As fun as it was to watch him, but I must confess, my favorite moment was when Andy took off his sticker name tag and put it over Marti’s mouth while she was singing.  She’d take the sticker off, he’d shake his head no and put it right back on.  She’s going to kill me for sharing that but it seriously sent me into a fit of giggles I just couldn’t stop.

4.  If you have been thinking about buying a Goodbyn, now is the time.  I noticed on their facebook page that for the next few hours they will be offering $8.00 off each Goodbyn purchased at www.goodbyn.com when you enter the promocode “wendy”.

5.  I’ve been posting daily photos of the healthy lunches I fix our family over on my personal facebook profile.  I realized that was dumb and started putting them in an album on the Life in Motion fan page starting yesterday.  They are just cruddy old iphone pics but I post them to share ideas and because it has turned in to one of my favorite parts of the day.  After the littles are in bed, we make their lunches, talk about our day, changes we’re making, recipes and just visit.  Granted, I’m getting a little less work done since that is normally my time to work, but I truly enjoy spending that time with my husband and I think we both feel good about feeding them well together.

6.  The other night while we were cooking dinner Taryn sauntered through the kitchen, rolled her eyes and declared that Ty “has a baaaaad att-i-tude, you need to ground him from his friends!”  Hilarious.  It must be pretty bad for her to notice, she could usually care less and lives in her own little world.  Jase and I laughed for at least 10 minutes.  Ty however, did not laugh at all.

7.  I have started to pay Taryn $1 for every night she sleeps in her own bed.  $7 a week for sleep?  Sounds like a bargain to me!  Don’t judge, I’m tired.

8.  When we made the deal for $1 per night her immediate reply was “oh good, I can start buying lunch at school”.  Humph.  I’m insulted.  Me thinks she doesn’t appreciate the healthy Goodbyn creations we’ve been making for her.  Or maybe she just likes carrying her own tray.  Or the fact that they serve things filled with preservatives and things like fudge pops.  Yeah, it’s probably the latter.  It’s so hard to teach her about good food choices when the kids all around her are eating a bag of chips, cookies and a capri sun.  Sigh……oh how I wish they’d let Patricia’s Lunchbox into our Leander ISD public schools.  A girl can dream….

9.  Last week, or maybe it was the week before that, we discovered she was going to school and telling her teacher we didn’t give her breakfast so she could go have cinnamon rolls in the cafeteria.  We did feed her.  We are eating very healthy in our house right now and home girl got creative to get her sweet fix for a few days.  Little did she know we’d be sent an invoice for her shananigans.  Busted.  I think she gets getting busted from her momma.

10.  The secret….Jason and I are about to start blogging together.  It could get interesting….very, very interesting…..

2010-09-21T10:52:41-05:00September 21st, 2010|My Family|


Football mom truths:

  • #60 did awesome.
  • I am proud of him.  Like, really proud of him.
  • He plays on offense, defense and special teams.
  • It took him literally years to convince me to let him play.  I was am afraid he’ll get hurt.
  • The first hit made my heart sink and reality set in.  I contained my inner panic well.
  • I would prefer he play the *safety* position just because I like that name better than *tackle*.  Of course I realize it has nothing to do with what he actually does or is….it just makes me feeeeeel better.
  • I call his uniform a costume just to see him get flustered.  Works every time.  I’m mean like that.
  • I promised not to request a close up pic and embarrass him.  I regretted that promise cause I really wanted one.
  • I need a better zoom lens.
  • Football is more than a big deal in Texas.  Even in middle school.
  • His school has 4 football teams for 7th and 8th grades.  4.
  • Wrangling two toddlers and a camera while trying to watch a game is a ton of work.
  • We need a baby sitter for game nights.  Especially on the nights Jason moves chains for the booster club.
  • When they ran through the end zone and through the paper Ty was the first one to break through.  So him.
  • Taryn cried for 10 minutes after that because “they broke through the paper and ruining a beautiful painting”!
  • I had to smile and giggle to the side along with just about everyone sitting around us.  She was pitiful.
  • Taryn and Teagan had a hard time figuring out which player was Ty.  After a 20 minute discussion (that’s more than a quarter of the game people!) of trying to help Taryn figure it out she finally said “is he the one with the W on his helmet?”  I said “why yes, yes he is, see him now?”  YES!  And I thought oh thank God, I don’t care anymore, just pick one you think is Ty and go with it chic…
  • When the cheerleaders pulled out filled spirit sticks to throw to the fans Taryn had no clue as to what was about to happen.  When they actually THREW something at her (we were in the front row) she freaked her freak and ducked for cover with a scream.  When Jason caught a purple one filled with candy, she got over it quick.  They did it again during the second half and at the first sign of a spirit stick she dove for cover and came up with a signature scowl when no one caught one for her.
  • Teagan was super wiggly by halftime so I gave him my iphone and let him play his favorite puzzle game.  As the dance team finished their routine on the field everyone clapped.  Without even looking, Teagan jumped up and threw his arms in the air and yelled “GOOOOOOO TY!”  HA!
  • The duder must of said “Ty play HUTBALL?!” 8,632 times that evening.
  • THEY WON!  18-16!  GO COYOTES!!!

2010-09-15T21:54:35-05:00September 15th, 2010|My Family|

10…back to school edition

Man it has been awhile since I posted a 10 on Tuesday.  It’s not Tuesday, but I’m awake and have half of my wits about me so here we go….

1.  Kindergarten & 7th grade:

Could they be any taller?!?!  Time flies.  Be sure you click that link, it’s worth it just for the laugh.  It gets me every.single.year.

2.  As the first week of school is about to come to a close, I have more stories and one liners from Taryn than I can wrap my mind around.  Her first day went really well.  She was really nervous, but also very excited that morning.  All 5 of us actually managed to get up and out on time, which is a slight miracle given that the elementary school starts very early compared to the middle and high school.  They stagger start/end times here which I absolutely love (it enables little ones to get home before the high schoolers who drive are out on the roads plus it ensures that the middle school kids, for the most part, are not latch key and get home around the time most parents do).  I was super nervous leaving her that morning because all the other girls in the class were already paired up and she was sitting at a table by herself and kept putting her head down.  She was pretty quiet but we had to leave to bring Ty.  Her teacher is so wonderful with the kids and was very reassuring with Taryn, I knew she was in good hands.  When I picked her up we had a bit of taryn-esque drama (see #2) but once we got home she said she had a great day and made not one, but TWO new friends in her class!  Yay!!  And whew!!!  She must have had a good time because this was the view (a la iphone) as I pulled in to our driveway, HA!

3.  The first day did include little issue.  I pulled up to carpool at the designated time and waited my turn in line.  When it got to be my turn they called over the walkie talkies for Taryn to come out of the building (they have it down to a science).  Well there are around 6 stations and you pull up as things move along.  They called again, no Taryn.  By the time I pulled up to the 4th spot I started to get worried….did a 5th grader run her over rushing down the hall?  Was she scared and hiding in her classroom?  Did she get lost going to the carpool line?  Did the automatic flushing toilet that she is scared to death of get the best of her?  Or the most likely option, did she revolt at our refusal to let her ride the bus and just get on one anyway?  Cause you know, 5 years olds think all the buses are the same and they all to to their house.  I started to panic.  I rolled down my window and asked the duty teacher standing at the station if I needed to park and go in and get her since she wasn’t answering to her name.  She said no, that it was the first day and she was likely talking to a friend in line and not listening and then asked what she’s wearing.  I tell her, blond hair, purple shirt, purple backpack and jeans.  Station 5…..Panic…..Station 6……Panic……duty teacher comes over and tells me they can’t find her.  Sit tight and let’s see if she answers the page and turns up.  Right then I hear her name over the loud speaker.  I start to pull out to park my car.  Just then someone says they found her over the walkie talkie….whew….thank God!!  I twist my neck to turn all the way around to see her coming out the door looking very ticked off sporting her signature scowl.  My heart sank and I feared she’d had a really bad day.  I was determined to stay positive, greeted her with a big “Hi T!!  How was your day?!?”  She plopped down in her seat, crossed her arms and scowled even more.  She said “I didn’t get to finish my snack…humph!”  Her teacher was the one who walked her out thankfully and she filled me in.  Taryn had been in carpool line with the other kids, she asked to go to the bathroom and another duty teacher took her.  When she came out of the bathroom the other teacher was standing there talking to someone and Taryn gave her the slip.  She proceeded to sneak into the YMCA on-sight aftercare program “because they had snacks!”.  Apparently, she slipped in, took a seat and was promptly served goldfish.  I don’t even know what to say to that except at least it didn’t rival Ty’s first day of Kindergarten.  When her daddy asked her why she did that she said “because I was hungry!”.


oh.be.still.my.heart.   Many, many more from this little session with her coming….someday….

5.  The first day also included the fire alarm going off at school, but the report from her teacher was that she did ok with it.  Nervous but ok and it didn’t last long as someone got curious and pulled it on accident.  But on the second day, once again in carpool, inching up for it to be our turn, when the fire alarm went off again, I started to panic when I heard directions come over the school loud speaker for everyone to evacuate the building immediately.  And then I smelled smoke.  I talked to a duty teacher who said she saw Taryn heading to the front of the school with a group of kids and teachers and that she was very upset.  She is deathly afraid of loud noises and I’m now so very glad we talked to her about firedrills ahead of time and that we warned her teacher they would likely be an issue for her.  Her teacher was nearby when it went off and looked for Taryn right away and gathered her up.  By the time I got to her she was still really upset, I parked and gave her a bunch of love and hugs before she was ok enough to drive home.  By bedtime she’d sworn off school thanks to the 2:2 fire drill ratio they had going on.  For the record, the school was not on fire, there was a fire nearby and one of the staff smelled it and pulled the alarm since they didn’t know where it was coming from.  Better safe than sorry!  Thankfully Wednesday we got her through the front door of the school and there were no fire drills all day long!  Needless to say, I skipped the carpool line and opted to park and go in and get her!  By Thursday she was much more confident in school and learning how things work.  She braved the monkey bars or “welllllll, at least half of them” as she says.  She has continued talking about her new friends, how she tried to trade her sandwich at lunch but the other person didn’t like salad in their sandwich (it was carrots) and she loved music class.  She is dealing well with the automatic potty thanks to a tip from an ingenious teacher to put a yellow sticky note on the wall and each time she goes she just grabs it and puts it over the sensor on the potty.  That way it only goes off when she is ready to bolt out of there.  Talk about smart!  And she even walked from the nurses office all the way to the lunch room by herself with confidence.  Thursday morning she insisted we could drop her off and she would know where to go and what to do, citing her room number and everything.  Jase still walked her in this morning but I think by next week she’ll be good to go.  Big kid!

6.  I’ll be honest, our new schedule is kicking my butt.  My issue is that we have to get up at the crack of dawn to get everyone up and out.  Ty has football practice every single morning so he’s putting a 2 hour workout in before he ever opens a book.  He has to be there early and so does Taryn.  That wouldn’t be a super big deal except I have to get my work in while the kids are sleeping and generally work from around the time Jason gets home to anywhere between 1 am and 3 am.  Especially since I’m still so behind.  Getting up at 5 am doesn’t exactly mix with that and I’m struggling with it.  I used to sleep in with the little kids and let Ty and Jase do their thing and get out each morning but with Taryn getting up early Teagan is also waking up (she needs a mute button!) and that means I need to get up to help out too.  I’m just not sure how to adjust our schedule and make it all work for us, still get everyone’s needs met and get my work in.  Balance eludes me again!

7.  After 3 years of procrastination I finally decided to cash in a bunch of my credit card points for my business account.  They have been racking up for awhile and it was time.  We decided on this running bike for Teagan, and several other things.  I’m still trying to pick out the best juicer for our family too.  Suggestions?  The only thing to arrive so far is the bike and Teagan is thrilled with it!  He can’t pedal a trike, big wheel or other toddler bike, his left side is slower/weaker than the right and his core is very weak so we hope this will be a great option for him.  He had a hard time maneuvering it tonight and can’t balance, but he’s still excited to have a bike.

8.  Last week I also used a few points to order these Goodbyn Lunch Boxes for the big kids lunches.  I’ve been interested in bento for a few years and decided it is finally time.  We’ve sworn off school lunches this year in our goal to eat organic, healthy food.  I can’t wait to get our new lunch boxes.  There are so many positives, they help ensure you offer a variety of foods and healthy, appropriate portions, they reduce waste, are made out of the most benign of all plastics on the market, and are lead, BPA and phthalate-free.  Not only that, you can run them through the dishwasher (even with the stickers!) and even freeze them.  But the aspect that is the most important to me, it puts all of their food in front of them at the same time.  I have no doubt my kids go to the fruit I pack for them first, fill up on that and the veggies and stuff I want them to eat is last and picked at.  With a bento style box, everything is right there and open from the moment they take the lid off.  They may still reach for the fruit first, but at least they don’t have to go digging for the veggies at the end.  No, I don’t work for the company, I’m just an extra big goob who gets excited about lunch boxes and reducing waste in our environment.  I wish I had time to make a cool bento for the kids every day, but at this point I don’t.  It’s all I can do to grab something frozen from the freezer (thank you food fairies!) and get it on the table each night.  For now, lunch consists of leftovers, fruits and veggies, bottled water, organic snacks from Whole Foods, etc.  But someday when I DO have the time, I’ll be visiting these websites for inspiration and ideas:

Another Lunch | Easy Lunch Boxes | Super Healthy Kids | Bento Bloggy | Bento Box Lunch

And here is a cool spreadsheet of bento lunchbox ideas.  This is useful even it it’s packed in a regular old brown paper bag 😉  And I’m pretty sure I need these Lunch Box Notes too.  Does anyone have any healthy lunch websites or resources you want to share?

9.  What is a food fairy you ask?  There is an amazing group of moms, friends and clients that have banded together to keep us fed over the last few months while Teagan has been sick.  Either Becky or Emily collects the food and delivers it to us around once a week.  This is no small task given Ty eats like an army in his own right!  We are truly so appreciate of all their help and donations, I’m not sure how we would have gotten through the last few months without them.  Tending to Teagan’s needs and care and medications is extremely time consuming and just having one less thing to worry about in getting dinner on the table is HUGE.  Ty has dubbed Emily and Becky our “food fairies”.  Ty is so baffled by the fact that people bring food to us….I think it is his little mini version of heaven!

10.  And last but certainly not least….Kylie.  Oh, sweet Kylie.  She never thought she’d love anyone more than Jason.  That is until Taryn came along.  They have such a close bond.  For years when Kylie is feeling like she’s lacking something (puh-lease, she wants for nothing 😉 ) or wanting Jason’s attention, she’ll go find one of his shoes and put it on her bed.  Especially if he is out of town or something.  She doesn’t chew them, she just lays next to it and looks sorrowful.  It’s pretty much how she communicates a need.  By Tuesday, I think it’s clear she’s sending us a message that we weren’t the only ones missing Taryn….


She’s never done it with T’s shoes before.  I immediately teared up and rushed over to love on her.  I miss her too Kylie.  Bunches.  Taryn was thrilled to see this when she got home.  Every day she now runs through the door and checks Kylie’s bed.  She looks heartbroken if one of her shoes isn’t there, lays on the floor, pets the dog and says “why didn’t you miss me today girl?”  They cuddle and get all caught up on their day.  And I just want to melt.

2010-08-26T21:13:13-05:00August 26th, 2010|Austin Photographer, My Family, Uncategorized|

So. I’m here.

I’ve stared at the little blinking cursor for a couple of days and I’m not sure what to say.  So I guess I’ll just type for a bit and see what comes out.  Maybe I’ll leave it up for a few days and see if it feels right before hitting publish.  I’m sure it will ramble….

I know I’m long overdue for an update.  Teagan has been very sick, he’s been through what feels like a living hell the last few months.  I cannot imagine anything worse than watching our child suffer.  While I’m not ready to go into specifics or exactly what Teagan is dealing with, it has been a long road filled with ER trips, specialists, a stay at Children’s Hospital, MRI’s, EEG’s, bloodwork test after bloodwork test, evaluations and just a never ending schedule of appointments, sometimes 4-5 a week.  He’s been a very sick little boy and we’ve seen things we’d never thought we’d see, we’ve tried to comfort him and love him and help him any way that we can.  It has been challenging, we’ve felt success and we’ve felt failures.  We’ve felt guilt and anger and frustration and grace and hope and fear and everything in between.  I would give anything for all of this to just go away, to wake up and start fresh.  Anything.  Anything to have him back just the way he was before.

I will be honest, it is taking a toll on all of us.  Emotionally, physically, financially.  Ty and Taryn have been brave and scared and understanding and patient and impatient.  We are tired and stressed and it feels like we ride a constant roller coaster of ups and downs and making decisions and opening our minds to things we never thought we’d face.  We’re having to discover a new level of communication in our marriage and with our children.  We’re having to create patience.  We’ve had to compromise more than we ever thought we would.  We’ve heard some scary words come into our home and the mere presence of them made us go numb.  Thankfully, we’ve ruled many out and have kicked them to the curb.  We are being forced to open ourselves up to a different way of living and we are being forced to give up many things and rethink everything from medicine to how we live and what we are able to expose him to and the list just goes on and on.  And it is overwhelming to face those things and changes all at once when all you want more than anything is for your little one to be well.  His health would take a hard fall and we’d come up swinging for him, even when the doctors told us to go home and wait it out.  We won’t be complacent.  We won’t stand back and watch him deteriorate.  Doing nothing is not who we are.  It’s not what we do.  That was never an option and it never will be.

We looked up and summer was gone and school is starting.  The last summer with Taryn at home and we feel we’ve missed it, even though we were right here.  So much has happened this summer, our girl turned 5 while Teagan was in the hospital, we prayed and prayed that one of Teagan’s good days would fall on the day of her birthday party, and it did and we celebrated together as a family.  We put on our smiles for her and we took that day.  Ty found a love for football and working out, we sent him on a trip to my mom’s house just so that we could see him  be happy and give him a break.  It’s been a tough summer for him as he’s old enough to understand.  The rest of us gave up our vacations, our plans for a new puppy and I turned away some amazing work opportunities, so that we could do everything possible to help Teagan be well and handle the daily challenges thrown his way.  We’d do anything for him to be well but we are also mourning the loss of a sense of normalcy around here.  There have been good days when his symptoms are less pronounced and he walks and talks normally, laughs, plays and runs and we just soak it all up.  And there have been dark days when he doesn’t that we never want to remember or see again.  We read and researched and asked questions and stayed up all night to talk it all out and find the best course of action.  We asked clients and friends and family for patience and prayers.  And we hit our knees.  We prayed.  A lot.  For guidance for those caring for him and most of all, good health and a full recovery for a little guy.  We pray for patience and understanding and strength to be all that each of our children need us to be.  I believe there is purpose in everything and have struggled with that. “Why this”?  “Why him?”  “Why now?”  God, why are you putting us here, what do you want us to do with this?  There was a time that we thought hurricane katrina would be the hardest thing our family would ever go through.  How silly that seems now, there seems to be no worse hell than watching your child suffer.  There are those so much worse off than him, and we have to realize, we are no different than those families, bad things can happen to us too.  And we live with that fear.  We have been judged, quietly and loudly, by doctors and friends and strangers and old ladies standing behind us in line at the store.  Our lives began to be something we hardly recognized. Will he fully recover?  Will our lives go back to normal?  We do not know what the future holds for him just yet or where he will land when all the dust settles, but we have some improvements and we have some hope.  And that is something we are holding on to.

So, why am I not blogging?  I also have reservations about airing out his weakest point in life for the world to see, I want to be respectful of him during this time.  Secondly, we now know the pediatricians responsible for Teagan’s care since birth made many mistakes from very early on in Teagan’s life.  They missed and messed up some big stuff that was right there in front of them.  They failed him.  His old pediatricians know who I am and what I do and I feel strongly that they have lost the right to know how he is doing.  And third, as quickly as I report he is doing better and things are improving, the rug gets pulled out from under him and I just can’t explain it all over and over again each day.  It’s hard enough to live it once.  We are proud of him, we are not ashamed of what he is going through and we will help him through whatever comes his way so that he can be the best that he can be.

We are so thankful of all the help and wonderful people life has brought to us during this time, my clients and mommy friends who have continuously fed us over the last two months and provided childcare for the older kids and brought cards and goodies that made Teagan and the other kids smile.  Our family who is always so supportive.  Our friends that have shown up when it really mattered, we are so thankful for them.  Wonderful photographer friends who sent us help and a housekeeper and even a drive-by hug.

Especially Marti.  Marti is a blog reader and an OT and has been Teagan’s biggest advocate, refusing to give up on him, showing up and going above and beyond every single day to help us get him well.  She is clear and thoughtful and intentional and persistent and thankfully, very stubborn.  All good possibilities have originated with her and we simply cannot imagine going through all this without her at Teagan’s side.  I cry when I start to think about where he would be without her, I can’t let my mind go there.  He sees her and he smiles, he knows she’s good people.

I’ll be back to blogging about our everyday lives eventually, I know that I will, I’m just not there yet.  I miss this place, I miss it so much.  I miss the normalcy that it brings.  I miss my camera and connecting with my clients and seeing beautiful moments.  I miss photographing my family and documenting our day to day.  It’s something I’ve been struggling with, because looking through the lens I see the illness, the sadness and the reality of a life I hardly recognize.  As they say, the camera doesn’t lie.  I finally took Taryn, my toughest subject and challenge, out for a few photos of just her because I needed to see for myself if I could find something beautiful and meaningful through that lens again.  I needed to know for myself and for my work and for my clients and my career.  And thankfully, I did find something beautiful.  She offered me grace and something so much more beautiful than just a photograph.

So, I will be here, as it is time for me to try and return to work, although on a very limited basis for August.  I will still be scarce as our days are determined by Teagan’s health and needs, which seem to change daily, or even hourly.  We hope the good days will last longer and the bad ones will taper off.  In the meantime, I will talk more about client work and catch up on some sessions.  Our personal life may just have to be the big white elephant around here for awhile.  I’m ok with that, if it means I get to be here more.  I hope you are too.

2010-08-14T23:20:10-05:00August 14th, 2010|My Family, Uncategorized|

the reasons

When asked what he wanted to do today to honor him on Father’s Day, he answered that he wanted to see the kids smile.  Not that he wanted a day to himself, or for me to take the kids off for the day, or to go do something specifically for him.   He knew the new carousel at the mall would do the trick to get the kids smiling, so off we went, knowing full well the mall is not his favorite place.  And smile they did, Taryn from ear to ear and we all got a good laugh at Teagan yelling “giddy up ELVIS”, the name of his horse.  He smiled right along with him and I loved every moment of watching them.  And throughout the day we laughed more as we talked about why the sky is blue, little boys who don’t yet understand the concept of the baby monitor and little girls who question gravity.  We danced and played and read and laughed and ate lasagna.  We changed diapers and fixed sippy cups and took kids to the potty and reminded Ty to do his chores.  We cleaned and cooked and snuggled.  And while we doted on Jase and appreciated him a little more than usual, he had no desire to take the day off, all he wanted to do was enjoy the 3 reasons he gets to celebrate today in the first place.  And I fell in love with him a little more for it.

He was a daddy long before he ever “had” to be.  He wanted Ty to have the love and foundation that he was blessed to grow up with.  And once he and I were committed, he gave that to Ty, without being asked, unconditionally, unselfishly and has loved him as his own.  To get to watch him be a daddy again and then again, to the younger years of life, has been filled with endearing moments and laughter.  He’s shed the idea of being the perfect father and it has blessed our children.  He shows them his strength, and his weakness, all with unconditional love, in a way that allows them to feel safe and confident in their own imperfections as well.  To grow up thinking your parents never did anything wrong or make mistakes or that there were never really hard times or challenges and hurts or failures or changes that were really, really hard, would be like living in a pretty bubble only to have it popped when you are grown and arrive in the real world.  It is a great balancing act to create a safe, loving, thriving environment for our kids while leading by example of how to handle all the hard, real, stuff that life throws at us.  He does it with patience, and love, and a whole lot of laughter.

2010-06-20T20:51:32-05:00June 20th, 2010|My Family|

the 4th kid and his fam

Wade is the 4th kid in our house.  Ty’s bud that lives just a few blocks away.  Wade is a great friend to Ty and I know that growing up together will be filled with memories of forts and nerf wars and exploring and pesky sisters and video games and sleep overs and staying up late and everything else that comes along with being a boy and having a best friend.  I love it when I hear them emerge from Ty’s room, I can hear their dual footsteps coming down the hall, a few whispers formulating a plan and I know what is coming next…..the pantry door opens.  Predictable and it makes me smile every time.  It is inevitably followed by a “Hey mom, can we have/fix some…….”  And as often as Wade is here, Ty is at his house.  And they feed him too ((thanks))!  We love their family for so many reasons, they are kind and compassionate and thoughtful and they are raising their children to be those things too.  I love that every time I talk to Kelly on the phone it involves laughter.  I love that John invites Jase to church outings and guy stuff.  I love that Kelly emailed me the first time she saw my blog, so complimentary and said “I want this for my family”, this being photos of them loving one another.  I love that I got to be the one to give that to them tonight.  I love that they showed up tonight toting goodies and yummy stuff in jars that my people will inhale in no time.  I’ll admit, I worried a bit about photographing Wade, because I’m just ‘Ty’s mom’, the one who hangs out in sweats all day chasing toddlers and saying “shhhhh” when they dart in the house during naps.  Plus I heard through the grapevine :::cough cough TY::: that Wade had to be bribed to cooperate.  But hey, what boy doesn’t?!  I bribe Ty all the time.  But in the end, I had his number.  Saying poop or fart got me a genuine laugh every time.  Boys are all the same!!  HA!  And I love that when I focused in on Jessica, I heard a holler from across the field, “she has great freckles!!”.  Yes, yes she does.  And I love that when John and Kelly look at each other, even after 15 years, their eyes smile.  Thanks for being such great friends you guys, I really hope you like your sneak peek =)

2010-06-17T22:57:59-05:00June 17th, 2010|Austin Photographer, Client Work|
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