Sunday, August 30, 2009

Guess Who's Coming?


Guess what we'll be doing?


*My husband has a great sense of humor. I hope.

**My mom is not that tanned (bad photo taking) and I'm not that white. Okay, I am that white. You're MEAN.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Thursday, August 27, 2009


I'm making these little books for Kate and Colin chronicling* their daily activities. Since Kate is still potty-training, much of hers involves bathtime.


*ask me how long it took for me to spell "chronicling".

Friday, August 21, 2009

nap time.




Guess who?

So I'm in the process of backing up our old pictures (again) (do you back your pictures up? You'd better!) and was dying over these pictures of my kids. Can you guess which is which?

*before you think you're too clever for me, just remember Colin was supposed to be a girl until the day he was born so we were pretty loose with the "this is a boy outfit vs. girl outfit" for awhile.

*this was also on FILM!?! Remember film? Take the picture, wait a week, go get the picture? I don't miss it at all!





Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Eat Your Veggies


*food? Seriously hard to take pictures of.

Veggie Sandwiches


1/4 cup mayonnaise
3 cloves garlic, minced
1 tablespoon lemon juice
2 sliced red bell peppers*
1 small zucchini, sliced
1 red onion, sliced
1 small yellow squash, sliced
Olive Oil
Kosher Salt & Pepper
1 French Baguette
1 pkg Sun Dried Tomato Feta (crumbled)


Pre-heat oven to 375 degrees.
Mix mayo, garlic & lemon juice. Set aside in refrigerator.
Combine all veggies on a cookie sheet and drizzle with olive oil, salt & pepper. Toss to coat.
Bake for 15-20 minutes until tender.
Turn on broiler. Broil on high for 3-5 minutes. Remove from oven.

Slice baguette in half length-wise.
Spread mayo mixture on both sides of bread & top with feta.
Place in broiler for 2-4 minutes.

Top one side of baguette with grilled veggies.
Place other side of baguette on top.


*The orginal recipe called for 1 red pepper, but I love me some peppers. I also roasted those mini bell peppers you get at Costco. Yum.

**Looking for new recipes? Try here and here.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

No Way.

No way. No way has it been 2 1/2 weeks since I've posted. Those dates are wrong. Blogger is so lying to you. Which is something I would never do.

We've had birthdays up the wahzu. Colin's, Kate's and Blake's. Did I take pictures of them? WHAT? You'll have to repeat yourself. Oh, I'm losing you.....the....connec....not....goodby......

I've exploded with summer reading. You should read this book--it's my new favorite.

I know I've complained about this before, but I'm kind of overrun with photo shoots. I feel like I'm pretending--I'm not really a photographer. It's like I'm holding up a toy rocket ship screaming, "HEY! Now I'm an astronaut!"

Good thing the families are really, really ridiculously good-looking.


I can't stand it! So cute! A wuzza wuzza! NOM! NOM! NOM!


Colin's what would happen if a can-can girl took a sudden and intense interest in soccer. Also she'd have to be into junk-grabbing. Whether or not he makes contact with the ball is questionable, but you've got to sit back and admire that form.



We had our church camp.

During the course of the week one of the members was teasing her husband about them not being pregnant. He proceeds to yell across the whole camp "A MAN CAN ONLY MAKE SO MANY DEPOSITS AT THE BANK IN ONE DAY!" I'm pretty sure my ass is still at camp, because I. Laughed. It. Off.

Here's the group camping closest to us. Of course, I'm taking the pictures so I drew myself in. Awwww, Blake and I look so good together.


I've been forced volunteered to learn a Maori dance & song for a upcoming show. Okay, since we're being honest here, I'm totally tickled that I get to do anything like this. White girls--we don't do the dance so good. Here's a similar dance; I can handle this right? Although I'd rather be doing the Haka. (growl)

Did I mention there were photo shoots?


But to be honest?


I kind of love it.


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