IBB aka Landon had his second photo shoot today. He was a trooper, it took us over 3 hours of wrapping, unwrapping, hanging, swinging, rolling and other awkward positions to get what we liked. He only complained a little and peed on the floor once. It was a lot of fun! I hope Mama and Dada enjoy!
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Au Natural, No Preservatives
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Many of my friends and family members don’t believe the hubs and I when we say Aiden is a crazyman. He really is, just so happens they catch him when he’s just gotten up from a nap and still disoriented. Take for example this evening….Dinner was cut short because he felt he needed to throw his spaghetti into my lap and shake all the juice out of his sippy. Bath time too was cut short, his shenanigans of trying to play submarine caused him to drink an abnormal amount of soapy bathwater (please see picture)
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After coughing up enough water to refill the tub to a respectable level he and his brother taunted me with raspberries:
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Oooh but it didn’t end there. That would be too easy. Unfortunately Pink Eye has run rampant thru the kids- first Hunter and now Crazyman. Despite my best efforts of washing the sheets in scalding hot water everyday and lysoling every surface in house (including the couch and recliner). I’m sure Crazyman picked it up that day he poked HP in the eye for no good reason. Sooo I have to wrap him in a towel pin him down and try to squeeze one drop (of eye melting acid I can only guess from his reaction) into each eye. Truthfully I’d rather give a rabid cat a bath.
Fast forward, I’m diligently scrubbing the (spaghetti) off the kitchen floor with a Mr. Clean Eraser (awesome!) and I hear Crazyman wander into the kitchen. I think nothing of it, for about 2 seconds, he’s quiet. I peek around the cabinet and he’s got a bottle of Windex. His shirt is blue his eyes are red. he greets my jaw drop with a quiet “Uh Oh” and pushes the bottle towards me. No crying or fussing. *sigh* Quick call to poison control and an eye-cleaning. I’m now contemplating putting the Pink Eye drops in a Windex bottle. He’s fine. Looks like he smoked crack, but he’s fine. So fine that he could be found shortly later on top of the glass coffee table licking it. Only thing I can figure is that there was some residual Windex from earlier.
Why didn’t I just get a puppy?
I’ve been away for a while, but now I’m back! I had a super busy week last week. Saturday through Thursday I was commissioned to take photos of the great Tennis athletes for the 2008 Junior State Closed Tennis Tournament (held in Altamonte Springs). Over the six days I was there I took over a thousand photos and somehow managed to whittle them down to 500ish. It was hot hard work but great to see the kids in action.
I also got an early morning text message from a maternity client that they delivered a bouncing baby boy this past Thursday. So I had the extreme pleasure of being able to photograph the little guy in the hospital. It was awesome to say the least. I can’t wait for the newborn home pictures (they created a great living space for the little guy). Until then please enjoy a few snaps of the hours old sweetie pie.
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One Comment
That is hilarious!! Oh my goodness, could not stop laughing as I was reading this! And, beautiful pictures, as always…even if you were being taunted =)