18.8.10
Manana
Tomorrow UPS will give me my first grade school books. I will try to get them done. Yes, I LOVE school. And guess what, GPS? {Don't ask me.} I'm going to Grandma's tomorrow. I am going to spend the night. {Not} It's either one, or two, or three nights. I've been packed all week. Or I'll just go in the room and play my DSi XL with my cousin. I love Grandpa, Nathaniel and Leilana and Grandma.
That's all. I'm finished for the day. Good night.
That's all. I'm finished for the day. Good night.
22.7.10
18.7.10
My Three Guys
This one needs some editing done to it as it's right out of the camera, but it's simply my favorite photo of all 3 of my guys. Daddy and Mitchel were singing Happy First Birthday to our newest baby-guy and he was enjoying every word. It was a wonderful family celebration of so much that had changed between 3.4.04. and 3.4.05. There will NEVER bee too many times I get to stand around a birthday table w/all and any of my family to sing Happy Birthday to each of them. One tiny step for brotherhood and one giant leap for TnT Henion. We love you boys more than you could ever realize...even when your bathroom is not clean, your teeth need brushing and the yard hasn't yet been cut. We LOVE you!
Christmas in July
By default (and three years of saving Disney Dollars), we are planning a December vacation to see Mickey Mouse. For us Christmas symbolizes Jesus' birth and we love to see Disney's proclamation of the manger done only as they could do it. And wow, the candle light processional is just out of this world as the choir enters in and the harmonizing trumpeters announce their arrival, as if they needed it.. I'm almost ready to stand up right this minute for the finale as I feel like I"m there. It won't be long, Lord willing we'll be able to come up with the rest of the money necessary to spend a week together at the most exciting time of the year, in the happiest place on earth, celebrating the most important birth ever. M-I-C K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E! See you real soon!
16.7.10
Webber Love
Oh, the lazy days of summer. What a better way to pass
time than dinner on the deck
compliments of Mr. Webber?
Yummy!
Warning: This is not a scratch and sniff post :P
Let them eat cake!
This was the first wedding of my wedding-season 2010. From the quaint and richly historic church to the timeless vintage inspired ivory lace gown, this was an elegant wedding. Again, I was blessed to not only have been included in the couple's lives, but also to watch my husband officiate the ceremony as I directed the day's events. The cake? Well, that was just the icing on this fun and perfect day. This Dr. and her sailor have nothing but the promise of a beautiful future together. Congratulations and much love to you two.
Boots
Another one from the birthday girl's shoot. Dora has the corner market for her invitations, but it's Boots who has her heart. I love the adoration made obvious in the was this almost three year old holds and hugs her Boots. I think he's helping make her birthday even more special this year. I love that age!
15.7.10
Birthday Balloons and a bridge
I loved this little girl. The funniest thing that night was when she had me and her mom pulling those particular three from the larger bouquet of balloons. She was determined that she would be carrying those, and *just* those with her as she walked away. Not too sure where exactly she was heading at this point, but the photo was too telling not to capture. No doubt her birthday party will be full of even more of her executive decisions. How blessed I am to be writing another story, one click at a time.
Her Salor's Kiss
What a fun wedding! This young couple has been romancing a long distance relationship and engagement for a year. Their mantra was, "You live your life and one day love just happens." Finally together, they tied the knot (had to get that Navy innuendo in there somehow!) on June 15, 2010 in Richmond, VA. It was a hot but gorgeous day: I'm still not too sure if it was from the sunshine or the beautiful beaming bride herself. I love the excitement of marrying your best friend. I'm excited that I happened to be there to capture it all. Congratulations to Mr. and Mrs. Sailor, umm, Snider. You two are greater together than you are apart...that's a lot of greatness.
14.7.10
First Kiss
Ok, this isn't the best shot of the wedding from *my* perspective, but if you ask the bride and groom they'll give you a different opinion. You see, this is the first kiss they shared together...man and wife, bare feet, tip-toes and anticipation realized. What a beautiful moment.
13.7.10
Beautiful Birthday Princess
Wow, what a great evening I had with Miss Anna at a local park. The sunset, the pond, the birds-everythng was picture perfect . From across the bridge I saw balloons flying amidst the tress and then I saw the little princess... and she stole the show! Thank you Anna for letting me share in your third birthday celebration: happy birthday!
10.7.10
In my mind I'm going to Carolina
Give me just a second to my own thoughts, and I'm there. College days and spring breaks started my affair with South Carolina's coast. Memories from those trips still make me laugh as I think back and I love talking with my life long girlfriends about those days gone by, but it's the times since then that have sealed my affections for this place. Years of traveling down I95 for hours landing my feet on its sandy beaches have embedded such joy in me that my heart leaps at the hope of another return trip. Even to hear James Taylor start singing his famous lyrics can cause my normally even keel "coolness" to fall apart:
In my mind I'm goin' to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine
Can't you just feel the moonshine
Ain't it just like a friend of mine
It hit me from behind
Yes I'm gone to Carolina in my mind...
I'll ask my husband questions like, "Can we leave tomorrow?" Knowing he has a big business planning meeting out of state or that our son has a baseball tournament his team is counting on him for. No dog sitter, no clean clothes...reality just doesn't matter when there's the chance of escaping just that.
As newlyweds we dreamed dreams walking along the shore hand in hand. Years later we chased our firstborn as he chased the seagulls (and his beach balls) on the same sandy ground. Decades pass by and our baby builds castles and collects shells dipping his toes in the lapping waves as they crash land his plans, , but enjoying one of God's most marvelous creations on earth all the same. The sky lights up from sunrise to moonrise and my soul stirs with every waking moment I treasure there at the beach. Sea breezes, bright morning horizons and glowing sunsets...Oh how my soul longs for you.
In my mind I'm goin' to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine
Can't you just feel the moonshine
Ain't it just like a friend of mine
It hit me from behind
Yes I'm gone to Carolina in my mind...
I'll ask my husband questions like, "Can we leave tomorrow?" Knowing he has a big business planning meeting out of state or that our son has a baseball tournament his team is counting on him for. No dog sitter, no clean clothes...reality just doesn't matter when there's the chance of escaping just that.
As newlyweds we dreamed dreams walking along the shore hand in hand. Years later we chased our firstborn as he chased the seagulls (and his beach balls) on the same sandy ground. Decades pass by and our baby builds castles and collects shells dipping his toes in the lapping waves as they crash land his plans, , but enjoying one of God's most marvelous creations on earth all the same. The sky lights up from sunrise to moonrise and my soul stirs with every waking moment I treasure there at the beach. Sea breezes, bright morning horizons and glowing sunsets...Oh how my soul longs for you.
9.7.10
Yes Sir, that's my baby!
Three shots. That's all he'd give me but I count it as success. Those eyes and that smirk give a glimpse into the character bound up in that little boy...who couldn't love him?!
Many of the sacrifices getting my business up and running to this point have been paid by him. Tomorrow I'll leave my computer sit idle and make it his day. I think I'll take my camera along and let him call the shots; he deserves it. (Yeah, he calls the shots ordinarily. How'd you guess?)
I'll be back soon with the unveiling of my new webiste. I'm so excited to share this new chapter of my life with you.
Many of the sacrifices getting my business up and running to this point have been paid by him. Tomorrow I'll leave my computer sit idle and make it his day. I think I'll take my camera along and let him call the shots; he deserves it. (Yeah, he calls the shots ordinarily. How'd you guess?)
I'll be back soon with the unveiling of my new webiste. I'm so excited to share this new chapter of my life with you.
Yes Sir, that's my baby!
3 shots. That's all he'd give me but I count it as success. Those eyes and that smirk give a glimpse into the character bound up in that little boy...who couldn't love him?!
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3 shots. That's all he'd give me but I count it as success. Those eyes and that smirk give a glimpse into the character bound up in that little boy...who couldn't love him?!
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3 shots. That's all he'd give me but I count it as success. Those eyes and that smirk give a glimpse into the character bound up in that little boy...who couldn't love him?!
4.4.10
It Hurts me too!
Lately we've been challenged as a family. Life's circumstances have brought us to crossroads that are conflicting in our hearts and minds. Watching our son struggle at the hands of those in authority of his activities is more difficult than I would ever imagine. When working hard doesn't produce the fruit thereof, where do you go then? How can one voice exclaim both yes and no? You're in and you're out? Makes no sense even to me as an adult and to ask a perplexed teenager to figure it out seems futile. I've asked the Lord so many time lately what He's trying to teach me, what does He want for me to learn? To realize? To believe? For now his dad and I are doing our best. We've been focusing on what we can do and we've learned a thing or two: a parent's love and encouragement go a long way when the world looks to be without hope and a dream seems to begin to die, no matter what others do contrary to their words OUR character counts, hard work really doesn't always pay but it's always right, indeed life is NOT fair-just like our parents told us, and God is for us-always. We can and need to depend on Him.
As Good Friday and Easter Sunday came and went, I realized for the first time ever how the Lord may have felt to watch Jesus, His Son, suffer in ways we'll never understand. It hurts. It hurts to watch our children suffer. Sometimes there's nothing more we can do beyond letting our kids know we are for them and pull along side to encourage them even if we think they don't hear it. Then, all that's left is to turn our heads and cry when their heartache reaches the depths of our own.
Jesus was on trial, was beaten beyond human recognition, hung and died on a cross: Did His Father have to look away and cry because His heart hurt more than He could stand?
I think so.
Job 35:9 Men cry out under a load of oppression; they plead for relief from the arm of the powerful.
It Hurts me too!
Lately we've been challenged as a family. Life's circumstances have brought us to crossroads that are conflicting in our hearts and minds. Watching our son struggle at the hands of those in authority of his activities is more difficult than I would ever imagine. When working hard doesn't produce the fruit thereof, where do you go then? How can one voice exclaim both yes and no? You're in and you're out? Makes no sense even to me as an adult and to ask a perplexed teenager to figure it out seems futile. I've asked the Lord so many time lately what He's trying to teach me, what does He want for me to learn? To realize? To believe? For now his dad and I are doing our best. We've been focusing on what we can do and we've learned a thing or two: a parent's love and encouragement go a long way when the world looks to be without hope and a dream seems to begin to die, no matter what others do contrary to their words OUR character counts, hard work really doesn't always pay but it's always right, indeed life is NOT fair-just like our parents told us, and God is for us-always. We can and need to depend on Him.
As Good Friday and Easter Sunday came and went, I realized for the first time ever how the Lord may have felt to watch Jesus, His Son, suffer in ways we'll never understand. It hurts. It hurts to watch our children suffer. Sometimes there's nothing more we can do beyond letting our kids know we are for them and pull along side to encourage them even if we think they don't hear it. Then, all that's left is to turn our heads and cry when their heartache reaches the depths of our own.
Jesus was on trial, was beaten beyond human recognition, hung and died on a cross: Did His Father have to look away and cry because His heart hurt more than He could stand?
I think so.
Job 35:9 Men cry out under a load of oppression; they plead for relief from the arm of the powerful.
18.2.10
16.2.10
Day 47
Oh, what you don't see is Thing 2's much tattered and loved blanket sliding between his fingers.
THAT face is a dead give away.
Enjoy it, baby boy! Mommy loves you.
Day 45
I'm currently working on processing this photo, but for now here is a new favorite of Thing 1-
no wonder the girls all stop to look now.
Remember this girls, he'll always be my first baby!
13.2.10
Frustrated
I don't want to look back, so tell me-was my last blog about slowing down in 2010? Oh my! It's been one thing after another since my mother in law's funeral in October. Since then time has raced by with my parent's 50th surprise celebration, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year's and now look, Valentine's Day is tomorrow. Maybe this should be about my Sweetheart, but that's going to have to wait until tomorrow.
My new drive in life has been trying to conquer the hurdle of learning how to use the other side of the camera's dial: manual. Should I admit that I've even googled and read on, "professional photographers who shoot in auto?" Blush. It's been that frustrating. I'm not used to photography being a thorn in my flesh but rather a blooming rose. I can only hope that as I work at it, the rose will bloom even more beautiful. With that, I'm off to study some more.
My new drive in life has been trying to conquer the hurdle of learning how to use the other side of the camera's dial: manual. Should I admit that I've even googled and read on, "professional photographers who shoot in auto?" Blush. It's been that frustrating. I'm not used to photography being a thorn in my flesh but rather a blooming rose. I can only hope that as I work at it, the rose will bloom even more beautiful. With that, I'm off to study some more.
Frustrated
I don't want to look back, so tell me-was my last blog about slowing down in 2010? Oh my! It's been one thing after another since my mother in law's funeral in October. Since then time has raced by with my parent's 50th surprise celebration, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year's and now look, Valentine's Day is tomorrow. Maybe this should be about my Sweetheart, but that's going to have to wait until tomorrow.
My new drive in life has been trying to conquer the hurdle of learning how to use the other side of the camera's dial: manual. Should I admit that I've even googled and read on, "professional photographers who shoot in auto?" Blush. It's been that frustrating. I'm not used to photography being a thorn in my flesh but rather a blooming rose. I can only hope that as I work at it, the rose will bloom even more beautiful. With that, I'm off to study some more.
My new drive in life has been trying to conquer the hurdle of learning how to use the other side of the camera's dial: manual. Should I admit that I've even googled and read on, "professional photographers who shoot in auto?" Blush. It's been that frustrating. I'm not used to photography being a thorn in my flesh but rather a blooming rose. I can only hope that as I work at it, the rose will bloom even more beautiful. With that, I'm off to study some more.
12.2.10
Day 43
Thing 1 likes to play, too.
The first day above freezing in awhile and we took full advantage.
Day 42
Snow pretty, but the grilled burgers will have to wait a little longer.
This season we're ahead of our snowfall average by almost a foot already.
Day 41
A couple of rings, a couple of hearts in love, a couple decades passed by...
A couple richly blessed by the Lord.
Romans 8:38-39
Day 40
No editing here, but I love the smell of a new box of Crayola crayons.
It's a great way to pass a cold winter day.
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31.1.10
Day 31
Glad Thing 1 got to hit this week.
After a foot of snow, I'm pretty sure the cages are closed.
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28.1.10
Day 28
The moon.
The setting sun.
The soaring seagull.
I am sure the Lord painted that scene just for me.
Beautiful.
25.1.10
Day 25
I never look forward to my husband going to Chicago,
but mmmmmmmm, Garrett's Carmel-buttered Popcorn!
24.1.10
Day 24
A long road back and forth to Mom and Dad's.
Today made heats number five and six in the last week.
Today's tunes made it bearable.
Thank you ipod.
Thankful (and totally worth it) to see my family.
23.1.10
Day 22
Thing 1 decided to spend $20 for a birthday cake today.
He *really* wanted this cake.
Happy Birthday whoever you are, your cake was good.
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19.1.10
Day 17
So the assignment was self-portraits. You should see the out-takes!
I love how this angle hides a bunch of my flaws and highlights my eyes. I like my eyes. ;)
Day 16
Chillaxin' at the hotel. He's growing up.
(but I'm not allowed to point out the real beginnings of a moustache-shhh!)
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