Posted on September 9, 2011
So first, a quick bit of housekeeping. I finally broke down and made a Facebook page! If you’re so inclined, head on over and “Like” it. The link is right up there ^ .
My husband informs me that I’ve been remiss lately with the blogging. You know, when I first started this gig, I’d see other photographers talking about how they were too busy to blog, and I’d enviously think, “Oh sure. You just have soooooooo many clients, so much going on, that you can’t find time to slap a few images onto your blog?”
And now I get it. They were right. I was wrong. Not only does a lot of admin and thought go into a blog post, but the busier you are corresponding and running expenses spreadsheets and editing and shooting, the easier it is to let the blogging slide.
Plus, school’s back in, and being the Homework Nazi is killing me, and laundry threatens to take over my life, and I have some sort of weird cut, bruise and swelling on my left ankle, with absolutely no recollection of how it got there. (Back in college, we used to call that sort of thing a UPI-unidentified party injury-but I can’t use that excuse anymore.)
And, and…no more and. Excuses are boring, and lame. Enough!
So, onward. While I get some session images resized and selected, I’m going to go back to my attempted Friday tradition of posting personal photos.
The kids’ first day back to school. They switched from a private to a public school this year, and I was nervous, but it’s gone swimmingly. And new worlds have opened up to Miss Thang, since she no longer has to wear plaid jumpers to school and can explore all sorts of sartorial silliness. This was a tame day, white t-shirt style.
The children have lost his clothes, so they’ve taken to calling him “Nude Dude.” I feel like maybe that’s not quite OK, but I’m sort of at a loss as to how to address the topic. The AAP books don’t have a nude dude chapter; I’ve checked.
Time out for pulling the cat’s tail. (“We don’t gnaw on our ki-tty.”) She’s so adorable to me.
The playroom. The children are theoretically responsible for keeping this space clean.
This is my friend’s sweet son. If I babysit your child, I photograph them. I can’t resist new portrait subjects. Luckily, everyone loves the swing.
My sweet girlies
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