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Sunday morning I met up with C and his mom for his senior pictures. As my first senior boy, he was great! He was so laid back!


Thanks C and J, I can't wait to capture your family this summer before C heads off to college!

my baby has a heart

Not that the presence of this organ was ever really in question because we've seen it beating rapidly on screen a few times. But today, today I got to hear it!

I went in today and came out with some antibiotics but while I was there of course they checked on the baby. It was really neat and I could tell the baby was moving around but we got to hear the heartbeat and everything is great. When I found out she would be checking the heartbeat I was sad that Deran wasn't with me, but it wasn't a scheduled appointment so he didn't take off. My sweet mom was nice enough to go with me and I hurriedly got her out of the waiting room so she could come listen too.

So my uterus is happy. And that's not just my body talking folks, that's a direct quote from the nurse. Apparently it's in a good position so that makes me happy too. :)

I'm sorry if you came looking for pictures, it's all talk today--and female talk at that! I'll be back tomorrow with a peek from Sunday's session. I had a lot of fun with C and his mom. He's a super cool senior and he didn't even blink when I asked him to pose with an oversized inflatable phone!

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I recently joined Twitter and you can follow me here. I also added a twitter update section above the archives over on the right side of the blog. Because really, who doesn't want to know what I'm doing at random times?!

I'm photographing my first senior boy tomorrow. Should be fun! Now I'm off to finish editing last Monday's family session!

six

So my sweet little neighbor came over with a friend today to deliver an invite to her family's weekend Mardi Gras celebration. Before the girls could run off and play I pounced on them with, "Are either of you a girl scout?!" When my neighbor said "Yeah, I am." I was all, "Are you selling cookies?!" And that is how it happened.


Yeah, there are two rows. I have been craving girl scout cookies for the last few weeks and I've been pestering Deran to find out if any of his co-workers are selling. I've had no success in my quest for caramel delite goodness...until today. Sweet H brought over her order form, I gave her my check and she promptly delivered my cookies. All. Six. Boxes.


So I gingerly opened box one of my caramel delites and ate a cookie...then another...and soon enough, this is what lay before me--an empty row.


When I decided to document my cookie binge Deran had to have one. I told him, "I bet you can't eat just one!" and I'm almost positive Lays stole that slogan from the Girl Scouts of America. He ate it, then immediately said he needed five more. I'm pretty sure he was making fun of me, but I also think a few more will be missing when I'm finished with this post.

So I ate one more caramel delite, bringing me to number six--the title of this post and the number of boxes of cookies I bought this afternoon. And actually, that doesn't include the two thin mints I ate...I was just trying to help a little girl build courage, confidence, and character.


**Update: Deran ate NINE cookies to finish off the box. You really can't eat just one!**

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