Full Initiation

I keep my son's hair pretty short. He is only 13 months old, and I have already buzzed his head about 6 times. Yesterday was haircut day. After I buzzed my son's hair, my daughter decided that it was her turn to have a hair cut, which was fine. I had cut her hair about 3 weeks ago, so I decided to keep her happy I would cut layers into her hair. It turned out really pretty. She has some natural curl that just bounced and was fun. Then, it was bedtime. In my haste to get the kids in bed and have a couple of minutes to myself so I could finish off the dishes, I neglected to put the hair cutting kit away in the closet. My mistake.

We put the kids to bed, and I went downstairs to finish my chores so that I wouldn't have a huge pile of dishes and dirty counters when I got up in the morning. Over the flow of the water some 10 or so minutes later, I hear my son hollering. I run upstairs to find out why he is having problems, and lo-and-behold...Evie has the hair cutting kit on her lap, the scissors in one hand and a big chunk of hair in her other hand.

My first reaction was one of surging anger...and I crossed the room quickly. In my 4 steps across the room, however, I reminded myself 2 things: 1- it was only hair, after all, and 2- I was the one who left the hair cutting kit out in the first place. My daughter is very curious and mischevious. She loves to explore her world and learn things for herself- which is great, however it usually leaves me with several messes to clean up after she is done exploring. She had taken several whacks out of her hair by her right ear, which makes sense because she is left-handed. Considering that she is only 3, she is pretty coordinated. A good thing, too, otherwise I would have had Van Gogh as my daughter!

I didn't yell too loudly, but my hubby came rushing down to find out what the matter was. He got the supreme priviledge of holding Evie on his lap as I had to cut off all her hair. Her hair grows really slow, and finally, at the age of 3, she had a nice head of thickening, shoulder-length hair. It has taken her whole life to get it to the place it was before she cut it off. Now, she has a very, very short bob hair cut. One side is still a little shorter than the other, but I opted for a slight lopsidedness for a while instead of having to cut her hair even shorter.

Here is a picture of Evie, pre-hair cut:

Here is a picture of Evie, POST- hair cut:

She is still beautiful, but it really does change the shape of her face. Hum...new rule: Scissors only cut paper!

Violin Recital

Last night, I snapped a couple of pictures of my sister-in-law to use on her violin recital invitation. MaryAnn has been playing violin since she was a little girl, and she still takes lessons. She plays so much that she has a permanent "hicky" where her violin rubs on her jaw. It is pretty cute, actually. Anyway, I snapped one picture with the flash, and hated it immediately. I cranked up the ISO and just used the light that was coming from the lamp I positioned her next to. The pictures turned out really nice, even though there was not much "prep" that went into creating them. This is the one we chose for the invitation:

Poor MaryAnn felt so silly...she was worried about her face looking chubby (how silly!) and I was trying to get her eyes at the right angle and so she had to imagine looking at her music at a specific angle. But...it turned out pretty, huh?

Probably the funnest people I know

I had a photo shoot on Saturday. It was not ideal. It was snowing, I spaced out on the way to the studio and had to turn around, and my clients beat me to the studio. I had to borrow a light meter to set the studio lights. I dropped my camera a couple weeks ago and bent the hotshoe guide metal, and so the lighting remote would not fit on my camera. The studio owner had to fix my camera. On top of all this, I set the lighting and proceeded to shoot everything 1/3 of an exposure too low. Not my finest hour.

Even with all of this, my clients were the coolest people I could have had to hang out with for an hour. Their baby is a 6 month, 20 pound, chubby little cherub. What a doll! The parents are fabulous, too. All we did was laugh the whole time. This was the second time I have had the pleasure to shoot their pictures, and I hope it won't be the last, because we had a blast!

This is why I love my job!

Isn't he adorable?

Probably the funnest people I know!

First blog

Hello world! This is my first ever blog entry, so please be kind! I thought I would finally listen to my husband and get my blog up and running. This blog will be dedicated pretty much to my life...and it will mostly be in pictures. I have the cutest kids, and thank goodness I also own a photography business so I can justify taking pictures of my cute kids. I also have the opportunity to work with people and have a great time in the process!

Here are a few quick pictures of my cute kids, just to let you see how cute they are!

Biker Babe Evie!

Duck Face Henry!