A big red picture frame...

What could be better than a big red picture frame and an adorable little girl? 

A couple months ago we spend an enjoyable afternoon with this big picture frame and some cute little kids. The result was some pretty awesome pictures. There are the only ones that I have to share currently, but eventually I will get more of them up here. 

I'm so thankful to know this sweet little girl and her awesome parents!

Photo Shoot

Here are a few more photos from the shoot I did a couple weeks ago. Perhaps a few more to come in the near future as well.

Fun with bubbles

A simple bubble can bring you great joy when you're little. There's something so fascinating about the way it drifts towards you in the air and disappears at your touch. It's a magical thing to a child. Ever since little L was a baby I have loved watching her laugh. The progression of her joy is terribly sweet and so purely innocent.

A pink princess party

To my sweet birthday girl who I have known since she was 8 hours old... Happy 3rd birthday.

This beautiful little girl had a wonderful pink princess party this weekend to celebrate turning 3. There was pink everywhere (except on me because, [not so] unfortunately, i don't own anything pink), her mama made a spectacular cake, and 3 adorable ladies showed up all decked out in their fancy clothes (pics of them to come later).

 

i Heart faces: Over my Head

i Heart faces weekly photo challenege is "Over my Head."

This is a picture I took about a year ago of sweet L and her daddy playing 'catch the moon.' I love watching these two interact. Even after a long day of work, this girl's dad still muster's up the energy to toss her into the air so she can try and catch the moon.

A girl and her bear

I was going through some old pictures today, doing a little eding, and came across this one that I have always adored. It was one of those moments captured where I didn't realize how special it was until I got home and uploaded the pictures. To me, it feels like the essence of toddler-hood. My favorite little girl and her bear...

Do not stand at my grave and weep,

I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.

I am the diamond glint on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you wake in the morning hush,

I am the swift, uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circling flight.

I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.

I am not there, I do not sleep.

Do not stand at my grave and cry.

I am not there, I did not die.

For dear Kenny, who would have turned 12 today, happy birthday buddy. I remember when you were born, I made you a blanket because I was so excited about you. I remember your proud mama bringing you to school to show you off. I remember seeing you toddling around at our school picnics. I remember seeing you years later, all grown up, swimming in at the pool with  your sister. I remember seeing your room, untouched from the last time you'd been there, your shoes still by the bed, now a place for your family to go and remember you. Dear Kenny, here's to you.

Bristol and Cameron

I want you to click here and go and read this girl's story. Bristol is a dear friend I've known since 6th grade and her amazing son Cameron, whom I absolutely adore. Last month we went on a camping trip where I took this picture. A little late getting it up, but I think her story's worth telling.

Emma Grace

Today I am remembering sweet Emma who would have turned 10 years old today. I'm remembering her wispy blond hair, her sweet blue eyes, the way she used to wrap her arms around my neck and hold tight. I remember the moment I fell in love with her and I remember my heart breaking on the day that she died.

I don't know what it was about Emma that made me love her so much. Maybe she chose me to love her, because on the day that I met her she climbed into my arms and wouldn't let go for anybody.

All I know is that Emma changed me forever.

"Death and beauty collided over the next hour. After taking out Emma’s breathing tube, she was laid into Missy's arms. I sat down next to them. Emma with her typical bluish coloring, looked like she was sleeping. All eyes were on mother and child. As a backdrop, the sun had risen creating a hazy gray blue sky. It was a few minutes after 8AM. Missy broke the silence and asked, “How will we know when her heart has stopped?” as the doctor came close checking Emma’s pulse. He replied somberly, “It has. Her heart has stopped, I am sorry.” I lifted and turned my head and announced to all in a deadpan tone of voice, “She is dead, her heart has stopped.” It had taken less than a minute. It was 8:04AM on Saturday morning, September 8th, 2001 and our daughter, Emma Grace Rhen, had just died and her spirit had gone to heaven at the age of two years and just shy of four months." - A Short Walk with Emma

You can read a little bit more of Emma's story here.

Spotlight on Maddy

A few of the best of Maddy from our shoot the other day...

Pictures in the Park

Yesterday I took pictures of these 2 sweet girls. We wandered through the park, picked some flowers, watched the ducks, and had a little playground time. Here's a sneak peak at what I got...

Father and son

The other day I was shooting pictures of the PCC connectors team. At the lunch I caught this sweet moment out of the corner of my eye...