I Often Get Asked...

I often get asked...

how I get good pictures of our girls...

Where the lighting is right...

they are both looking at the camera...

where neither of them are crying...

both are smiling...

My trick is to just keep on clicking...

and out of over 100 pictures, I maybe get one good one:

I may be bias, but I think they are all pretty cute. Even this one:

haha I love these girls.

They push me to my limits and force me to love above all else.

Francesca

I love this mama:

And her sweet second born:

Day 16

Day 16 - A picture of someone who inspires you.

Kelle Hampton. 

She is a mommy blogger of Enjoying the Small Things. 

She is desperately in love with life and her girls, one of which has down syndrome. Her positive view on life is just contagious and inspiring. Plus her photographs are easy on the eyes.  

I Had A Dream

I had a dream last night that the 4th of July and Halloween were on the same day and we were busy celebrating the 4th of July with fireworks and cookouts. We were walking home when we saw a bunch of trick or treaters and it was already too late! We had missed Halloween!

I think this dream could mean a few things. The seasons here in Northern Kentucky are messed up. Some days in October it's 75 degrees and sometimes it's snowing. Recently, it was 70 degrees and now it's snowing.

Either that, or that our lives are moving by way too fast. I love holidays and creating memories. I love it because I want to live every little last drop of life and experience it for what it is... a gift. I have the biggest fear (which is maybe why I'm dreaming about it- isn't it true that we dream about our fears?) of missing out on life. I want to experience everything. I want to be able to say I did that, and I went there, and I lived and loved this and that. I want that for our girls too. I want their lives to be so packed full of, well life.

Tomorrow I'm not going to clean the house or worry about the laundry, although those things are important. We have more important things to do, like buy a  tree to plant and hit up the children's museum. 

A Little Secret

I'm going to let you in on one of my deepest darkest secrets....

I do not like to write Thank You cards.

It's horrible, I know. It's not that I'm not grateful, because surely I am. I just think it's a silly concept. Don't people already know that I'm really grateful that people love my kid enough to come and celebrate the day she blessed our lives? I think they do. I mean that's why I put all the work I do into their parties, because it's my small way to show gratitude for these people being apart of my daughters' lives and loving them the way they all do, whatever the relation.

Do they not already know from the many sincere "thanks for comings" "thanks!" and "we hope you had a good time"s? I surely hope so.

Perhaps the thank you card is that last punch that lets the gift givers that you really really are thankful. haha or perhaps not, and they look at it for a split second and then throw it away.

If you are reading this and have ever gifted me  or my children anything, please know that I am very grateful, even if I didn't send a Thank You card. I'm even more grateful for the thought than they actual gift.

Riley's 4th Strawberry Shortcake Birthday Party!

Day 15

Day 15 - A picture of something you want to do before you die.

Visit Paris and kiss my husband at the top of the Eiffel Tower during their light show!