A year ago, they were learning the art of gentle loving and forehead kisses; now, they’re masters at the art of making baby giggle and distracting their tiny sister from the wails and cries by smothering her in love with hugs and kisses. Somethings just never do change, do they? I wonder – ultimately –…
When I moved into Canadaland two years ago as the new girl , I never could’ve dreamt how much I would need kindred spirits and welcoming hearts. I mean, I knew I would need to make friends but I could never have anticipated how much a generous smile and a few hours of laughter would minister to…
It’s her turn to be celebrated. Her turn to look forward to a crayon-and-construction-paper offering after a couple years of diaper changes and midnight feedings. Her turn to receive a free carnation just for going to the florist’s shop this week. Her turn for a breakfast in bed. Her turn for, well, a day in…
You shouldn’t need a Geek Squad to decipher the Geek Speak. Especially not when trying to decide what camera to purchase; a camera that will document your child’s first year of life, your twentieth anniversary adventure, your mountain hike, your girl’s night out. Your camera is about to fill a very practical function, and each of…
Maternity photos by the light of a full moon isn’t an simple undertaking. The photos don’t show the threat of desert wildlife behind every cactus. The photos don’t showcase the wounds from wrestling a bush of thorns in the dark. The viewer doesn’t see stains from rolling around on the desert ground or hear the…
My senior photos were the opposite of personalized. I went to a Wal-Mart photo studio where a grumpy lady told me how to sit, where to look, how to position my chin…all with the goal that my photos would look exactly like every other portrait session ever to come through Wal-Mart’s studio. Too bad I’m…
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