january 12, 2019

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“It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all, in which case you have failed by default.” ~ J. K. Rowling

 

blue passies

 

Melissa Snow-Groves makes me howl with laughter. We did Rory’s three-month shots today and she did not disappoint (neither did Rory). It takes someone confident in themselves to makes such faces in front of a camera knowing they’re liable to be seen by lots of people. It’s so refreshing to be in the company of someone as confident and free and creative and spontaneous as Melissa. No wonder she’s got an incredible husband and two equally incredible kids. I can’t think of a better way to spend a snowy January Saturday than in the midst of such a sweet family, funny faces a bonus. 

 

blue eyes

april 23, 2018

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“For each situation I encounter today I choose only to see its positive side.” ~ Unknown

 

whaaaaa 1

 

Did I mention last Thursday’s Pages and Pints soirée included a special little person? Her name is Ahnat – pronounced: ah-naught – and she’s an elderly six months old. Foster mom Deborah Payne wasn’t kidding when she said this baby is chill. Ahnat went the whole night without so much as a yelp, scream, cry, goo goo, or anything else. It was pretty unbelievable, actually. Even the host commented on her smooth demeanor. Meanwhile, she was completely engaged in people, locking eyes with all of us at one point, staring intently for the longest time. She was so present I kept waiting for her to speak full sentences. She didn’t even whimper when I held her, and that’s saying something because, typically, the second I pick up a baby they start bawling. She didn’t whimper when anyone picked her up. Ahnat is a trusting soul with a beautiful name. I’m pleased to know her.

 

whaaaa 2

september 14, 2016

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“Be brave enough to live life creatively. The creative place where no one else has ever been.” ~ Alan Alda

 

Madonna and child
Madonna and child

 

Esta came to town and brought something new with her. Meet Ina, short for Irina. We call her Mini Me because she looks just like her mother. The first thing the four month old did was smile at me and the Lunch Ladies. It melted hearts all over the restaurant. But as babies are wont to do, the new people appeal wore off pretty quickly. Crystal resorted to Crazy Crystal Faces to bring her back around. A good time was had by all. We enjoyed a delicious lunch with our old friend, and Ina was the sweetest, most good natured baby I’ve met. I look forward to watching her grow up and do great things. The world is her oyster, and we little specks of sand are truly grateful to be part of that world.

 

Crazy Aunt Crystal
Crazy Aunt Crystal

november 26, 2014

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“It’s always necessary to know when a stage of one’s life has ended. If you stubbornly cling to it after the need has passed, you lose the joy and meaning of the rest.”
~ Paulo Coehlo

 

that lens is big and scary
that lens is big and scary

 

Stacie Williams brought her absolutely adorable son, Sheridan, to work. He was such a delight! I have never seen a baby with so much hair. He’s got the sweetest smile, but he wouldn’t really show it when the camera was in his face.(The wide angle lens meant it really was inches from his nose.) Instead, he got the funniest look on his face, as you can see. I think he was fascinated more than scared. How could you not be thankful for a baby’s smile like Sheridan’s? He and his mom are blessings to be thankful for on this Thanksgiving Eve.

 

tiny smile
tiny smile

 

awwww
awwww

january 4, 2013

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When something goes wrong in your life just yell ‘plot twist!’ and move on.” ~ Unknown

Cincinnati Red
Cincinnati Red

Meet Jackson Joseph Bick. Born in late October, he is the first grandchild of rental sister Pam Bick. That makes him my rental great-nephew. He’s an even tempered baby without so much as a fussy face, which you might not expect as he’s a fiery redhead. He didn’t mind one bit being passed around the dinner table like a rag doll, first to his great grandfather Paul Yelton, then to grandparents Pam and Joe Bick, and finally goo gooed and gah gahed by great aunt Stacy Yelton and aunt Cassie Whitehouse. Even I held him and he didn’t cry! I look forward to buying many a birthday present for the little man.

generations
generations