Day 5:

Capture a close-up of something about your
child that is telling of their age.

 

 

 

Chipped toe nail polish.  Check.

Bruised shins.  Check.

Cartoon in the background.  Check.

Watching the show on their bellies.  Check.

Pudgy toes.  Check.

Messy hair.  Check.

 

Proof that they are just babies.  My babies.

Day 4:

Capture a close-up of your child’s, children’s, spouse, animal or loved one's face. Get in really close and focus on their eyes.

 

 

 

Good gosh, she's perdy.

Day 3:

DAY 3: Take a photograph of your child, husband, pet etc having a a quiet moment...incognito.

 

 

 

 

One of my favorite things is giving the girls a bath, getting on their pj's and reading before bed.  I was trying to pick up a little tonight, so I let the girls read together in Kapri's bed without me.  Too bad it didn't last long before they were out of the bed and messing up their room.  Love the quiet moments they have together.  (The quiet before the storm.  The silence before they punch eachother.)

 

I absolutely LOVE this photo challenge.  I almost never get my camera out to take pictures of my girls.  I find myself thinking all day about what I'm going to do for my assignment that day.  I might have to keep this up after 30 days.  Plus I look for the GOOD instead of dwelling on the fact that my girls fight and whine all.day.long.  :)

Day 2:

Day 2's assignment kept me stumped most of the day. 

 

"Take a picture of your kids, without them being in the picture." 

 

I took pictures of smeared lotion on the bathroom mirror and an abandoned ipod and headphones.  I thought of other countless things I could take pictures of. 

 

 But, when my girls walked through the freshly fallen snow, my lightbulb turned on.  These girls absolutely, positively MUST walk THROUGH the snow.  No matter how many times I encourage them to walk around it, Kapri starts walking through it and Piper immediately follows. 

 

 

 

 

 

This is how most things go lately.  Kapri does something, says something, eats something, throws something... and Piper immediately follows suit.  She adores her big sister.  

 

Don't get me wrong, they fight 23 hours a day, but that 1 hour... that one hour where they get along... laugh, play make-believe, snuggle while watching a show... that is exactly why being a mother is by far the COOLEST gift. 

Day 1:

Just started a 30 day photography challenge.  A good excuse to get pictures of my life, I don't do it nearly enough.

 

Day one is routine.  Something you see daily in your home. 

 

We spend a lot of our days in this bed.  The morning starts in this bed.  The kids watch tv shows and movies in this bed.  We have movie nights in this bed.  We read books together in this bed.  We end the day in this bed, with snuggles and giggles. 

 

I love this bed.

 

 

In case you were wondering....

...we're still kickin'.

 

 

 

Long gone are the days where all you needed was the back of a cereal box to entertain you while you ate your breakfast.

(Ipad AND coloring books.)

 

Today is the day!!

Kapri has been asking every day for the last week and a half  "Is today my Birthday?"  I had to keep saying nope, its in __ days... but guess what.. Today is the day!! 

 

 My baby is 4.  FOUR.  I swear she was just in my ginormous belly.. causing my nose to grow to the size of Texas.  

 

 

 

I could not wait to see how my kids were going to look, what their personalities would be like.  I've said this before, but I could not have imagined any better. 

 

 

 

 

 

 She is passionate, crazy and extreme with everything she does.  Right now she has a black eye and a huge bruise on her chin because she NEVER slows down.  When she falls, she jumps right back up again. 

 

A few of her favorite things:

 

Music

Dancing

Justin Beaver

Disney Princesses

Dressing Up

Treats

Movie Nights

Watching cartoons with Daddy

Oma

Shopping

Books

 

But, I think she loves me the very BEST.

 

(Right??...  tap, tap.  This thing on??)

 

 

Happy Birthday Kapri Grey!!

 

I love you more than you'll ever know.