Thursday, August 16, 2012

It's raining Ants

Why is it after every rainstorm the ants start to go CRAZY...with new mounds popping up all over the place?
I really, really don't like fireants. They are mean and evil.

On Tuesday I had a family session with the Comprosky's...we had a great time hiking through my fields. I was snapping photos like a mad woman , LOL I know I must look hilarious, the sight of me alone is enough to get anyone giggling...Unless that is you're 2 and you're name is Wyatt. He was so delightful, he already had an  eye for the  ladies  girls... age 10 works well, (so Hannah and I were not even close).  His mom said "he loves girls" and she wasn't kidding, he lit up when he saw Madeline. It was sooo cute!  We did get some beautiful photos! Little man Comprosky was such a HAM... Madeline would dance around and he would squeal with delight!  Madeline always BEGS to be my helper, she did not disappoint and was definitely the gal for the job!
Heather and Josh thank so much for taking a chance on me!
 I was so involved in what I was doing I didn't notice I was standing in a fireant  mound...when I looked down, my white tennis shoe was black and MOVING, the little suckers got me good! OUCHIE it stings! Me No Likey! Go away mean ants and never come back!
At the end of our session the wind suddenly picked up, black clouds rolled in and you guessed it...MORE rain! More rain=More ants! We really need to treat our yard, by yard I mean 7 acres... Wonder what farmers use?

A few photos from our session!

The next morning I am scratching my itchy ant-bitten foot and warning the kids to watch where they step. As we make our way down to the bus stop, I am entertaining Kateline who would much rather be running around than stuck in her stroller, the boys are playing soccer, when Miss Madeline decides to go traipsing through the fields.  All of a sudden she starts jumping up and down screaming "ants,ants ANTS". I high-tail it over there at a speed unnaturally fast (especially for me). I whisk her up and start rubbing her feet. "where are they? " I ask..She grins and says " I'm acting mommy, am I good?"

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

I choose moth!

What a morning, I mean may take me a few hrs before I can move, I think I'm suffering from ACD (acute morning trauma).   I know lots of mother's manage to have a nice sing songey get ready for school kinda morning where their gorgeous children line up all pretty and eat their breakfast with out fighting and remember their glasses and homework...  NOT ME.  We have a fly by the seat of our pants barely scraping by to make it on the bus kinda morning... EVERY morning!
My children that my mother likes to call "delightfully naughty" are of the horrible , terrible kind and if you ask me (in the mornings) not an ounce of delightful to them! 
Madeline is at school, her glasses and homework are here at home...Timothy is my only one that likes his stuff nice and neat , his homework done and brought back everyday. He is my first grader, no idea how he got that way with his big sister and big brother as examples! Aidan's homework is at school because he forgot to bring it home ...
Kateline will most likely be like Madeline and Aidan she already loves to wreck anything and everything in her path...folded laundry piles do not stand a chance with Kateline on the loose, she's a seek n destroy kinda kid.
Lucky for us we did make it to the bus and we waved our goodbyes, by the time they come home all will be forgotten...until tomorrow morning rolls around!
Kateline is so cute she gets on her shoes and gets her little back pack and she walks to the bus stop in the mornings. When we walk back we try to look for birds and flowers and bugs.

This morning it was like watching a live episode of National Geographic ..on the walk back to the house we saw a huge moth being attacked by a wasp. The moth was fluttering it's wings a million miles an hour distracting the wasp that was trying to sting it...It was quite a struggle I could feel how desperate the moth was... I wanted to help it because between a moth and a wasp I choose a moth, but just then it managed to ditch the wasp . It quickly flew up into the tree,where it stopped. Still as possible, flat against the bark. I was holding my breath, terrified for the moth...the wasp buzzed about searching but the moth was completely camouflaged by the bark on the trunk of the tree . It was amazing! What a clever moth:)

Monday, August 13, 2012

I am TWO!

I am very excited, tomorrow I get to get snappin happy with a just turned two little boy called JW.  I can tell by his FB photos that he has a TON of personality and I am going to try my very very bestest to capture that SPUNK:) I was so upset when we had to mow our fields but i did keep 2 of them untouched... so I will hope for good weather, great light and and a session that warms hearts!

On another note, after you create a blog...finding it again can be a huge undertaking... heartpounding, nailbiting but I MADE IT! Phew...might be time for a nappy poo poo.

My beautiful sister Helen will be getting married soon well she hasn't set a date but we  she is thinking *whispers* sometime in March, I can't wait a wedding, flowers, cake and I have to get a dress...We need to decide on colors and a theme holy guacamole my   her our wedding is going to be fanfreakingtastic!

Wow fancy schmancy!

The pressure is on! I just started this blog 15 seconds ago and already It is informing me I know NO ONE and I have NO profile information...Geesh alright already. I can see I already have 3 unread emails from starting the blog. I'd better hop to it, I already feel behind! LOL  Well as you may know in the (switch to british accent) Very very fancy schmancy world of photography darlings, it is common courtesy to run and uphold ones own blog.
Every photo shoot is on a blog and a FB page as well as an online gallery...wowsers. I am inherently lazy and technologically challenged so this will be a HUGE learning process for me.

I really don't want a generic photographers blog so I thought I would just write and keep my own blog and let my clients "visit" my page:)