"a portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013."

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Sienna: My explorer.
Coen: Those eyes.
Houston: That face. Wondering when the drool will end!?

Linking up HERE..
Loving these two whom I get to love in real life as well!

Let's not forget about the death of Google reader! You can follow along with me over at Bloglovin'
Just click HERE!



"a portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013."

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Sienna: That wind in the hair.
Coen: He doesn't need me to push him on the swing anymore.
Houston: He had to have the ball in the picture.

Grace to share..


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God's grace is sufficient, isn't it? He takes the stumbling mess that I am and gives me not only the privilege but also arms me with grace to spread his love, his Good News! Later in this same chapter Paul associates serving God "with all his heart" with "spreading the Good News about his Son" (vs.9) May my faith mirror that. May it becomes a faith that extends far beyond myself.. by God's wonderful grace!



"a portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013."

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Sienna: My brown eyed girl.
Coen: My green eyed boy.
Houston: My blue-turning-green eyed boy.

Linking up HERE..
Loving this sweet one over at Cinnamon Girl
from last weeks' Project 52!



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It has been rainy here, but it is making everything nice and green so I don't seem to mind too much. That's unusual for me. Unfortunately, I often seem to let the weather affect my attitude. When I think about that it makes me laugh at myself a little. It is kind of like a child having a temper tantrum when they don't get their own way. There is good to be found in everything. I am really learning that lately. Learning to dig for the gold, or in this case the green!



"a portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013."

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Sienna: My want-to-be ballerina.
Coen: I can't remember what he was sad about.
Houston: I love this kid.

Linking up HERE..
Loving little Stanley over at Sarah Dyer,
and these 2 from Little Buckles
from last weeks' Project 52!

Growing Differently..


Today was Coen's kindergarten orientation. We got to meet his teacher and spend an hour in the classroom. It's their way of helping these little ones know what to anticipate come the fall. I remember Sienna's orientation so well. She ran into the room, letting go of my hand the moment we arrived. She confidently made friends with those sitting nearby. She rarely glanced my way to check if I was still present. In fact, I am not sure she would have even noticed if I had left. That made it easy to leave her when the time came. I knew she could flourish on her own.

Today, I watched my little boy walk into the school. His leeriness was tangible. He gripped my hand tightly as we entered the classroom. Many of the other kids were already sitting around the teacher on the carpet and she waved us to come join them. He looked up at me with a little bit of panic in his eyes. I reassured him I would be with him and together we joined the others. His teacher called each child up to introduce themselves and share what their favorite food is. As child after child was called to the front he jumped on my lap and said he did not want to go up. I coaxed him off my lap and told him he could just whisper into Mrs. A's ear, although I was unsure that would be enough to convince him. To my surprise, he went up as he was called. He stated his name and his love for colorful pasta loud enough for all to hear! Once we had met all our  new friends, we moved over to the tables to do some art where he colored his picture pink for Sienna. Mrs. A came to take his picture and I could see him relax a little as she bent down and greeted him with her sweet smile. I am so thankful that he has the same wonderful teacher Sienna was blessed to have as well. By the end of the hour he was sitting across the room from me listening to the story being read. He would glance back at me every now and again just to see if I was still there, but I was happy to see the progress made even in that short hour. I know, he too, will flourish on his own. It will just look a little bit different than his sister.
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This moment shocked me.. I was weeping pretty much the entire time, but when I thought of how bold this was for him I was a mess..

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I'm still alive! Things have been busy around here.. Editing. That is where I have been. So I've been here, on my computer. Only, I have mountains of images to sort and edit and deliver. I am feeling incredibly thankful for this busy-ness. I am, however, wishing this work was needing to be done in those long winter months when I am stuck inside anyways. The sun calls me, but work calls me as well. Definitely feeling torn! I feel such gratification though when I get to capture moments like these..

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These are from a few of my recent shoots (the first is actually from a play date at the park with friends, but this little girl is just too sweet not to share). I have also been trying to share a bit more on my facebook page, so if you haven't liked it yet you can do that here.. The way facebook kills image quality really gets to me though so I'm thinking it may be time to actually set up and official website/blog/tumblr or something of the sort. All that takes time. Which I don't have. So, I'm off to edit.   Be blessed my friends!!



"a portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013."

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Sienna: Crazy hair day.
Coen: Handsome.
Houston: That lip.

Linking up HERE..
Loving these 2 spunky kids over at Mclendons in Budapest,
and this sweet expression over at Grow Til Tall
from last weeks' Project 52!

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