Thursday, May 27, 2010
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Do you ever feel like that? This poor fella was so afraid I was going to get too close to him. Thankfully I had my big boy 70-200mm and didn't need to be all that close to capture his beauty. Those green eyes were just too pretty to pass up. I love cats but I do not love cat hair. This is why we can not, will not, must not keep the stray cat that came to our door last week. Yes, I know she is pregnant and we can not kick her to the curb, but people, she sheds. Her kittens will shed. The fat cat is living in our bathroom right now. I feel so bad that she is confined but she won't come out. She is so scared of our dogs. Well, just a week or two more and she and her little babies will be up for adoption. I pray we find them ALLL good homes that don't mind cat fur.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
The only one in the family that has red hair and freckles. Even his twin does not share that trait. "Where did it come from?", people ask. I'm not sure, but I am so glad someone sent them our way.
I love the contrast his hair gives his face. I love how his eyelashes match his freckles that match his curly hair.
One thing that he does have that came straight from his Dad is that beautiful dimple in his chin. Now, THAT I really love.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
The snow started coming down so fast that we knew we couldn't stay in this location too long. I knew we needed to snap some quick pictures and get back on the main road. Well, we did that...but it was too late. The tires had sunk in the snow, and the mud under that. We were stuck. I consider myself a pretty optimistic person. I always hope that my kids can try and stay positive in situations like this. SarahBeth did not let me down. She looked up ahead and said "Well, at least if we are stuck then we got stuck right by a restaurant. Let's go eat!" lol I love her!
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Very soon after we brought them home, I realized how different each of my boys were. Their little personalities started standing out right away.
They had different cries, they had different sleep patterns, they had different looks. I truly had two different boys.
10 years later I hold the hand of Seth and I hold the hand of Stephen. One in each hand. I wonder how I could have ever doubted being able to Love this much.