Pictures

I had 2 portrait sessions last weekend; first, the Clair clan and I hiked around the lake near their house and had a ton of fun! The next day, I got the chance to take maternity pictures of the lovely Leah Rohwer and her husband Mark. (c:

Thought I'd share some of the moments we captured.

First, the whole Clair Family; Jed, Kaziah, Loua, Dave, Eirene and Tryphena (plus their super cute dogs)


The kids






Next up, Mark and Leah...and the baby girl (c;





We had to do the obligatory hands on tummy make a heart...


...and because I'm a nerd (and because they were willing to put up with my nerdiness)...Live Long and Prosper. (c:

underneath it all

I don't know if anyone else is like this, but I always struggle with the open-ended question of "How are you doing?" Mostly I just say "okay" because even if I'm having a shitty day, do they really want to know that? Even worse is when I get "How is your dad doing/feeling/coping/etc.?" I struggle internally; do they really want the details...and if they want details, how much do I/should I/am I obligated to give. It's frustrating, but at the same time, have we been bred as a culture to ask a significant question so insignificantly?

I recently read this on Nick Holmes' tumblr...(click to enlarge)
...just more proof of his awesome.

I've seen the gamut of responses when I actually do share what is going on. Anywhere from genuine concern to shock to understanding to a subject change. If you don't really want to know what is going on, should you even pose the question?

What are your thoughts?

kickin' it really old school

Oh my, how I do love McSweeney's. Their random lists generally give me something to giggle at and make my day a little better, but this list I read today was so spectacular that I had to share. (c:

RAP LYRICS OF THE (17)90's
BY CHLOE FILSON

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"To an extreme degree, I have amplified my voice and thus my sentiments—much as a vandal might."

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"Would that I were of greater stature, and could participate in the frivolities of the future."

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"The music I have created resounds loudly in my ears, causing me to offer a brief prayer of gratitude for the blessings given by my Lord and Saviour."

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"At one time, whilst reposing at my leisure—indeed—what, ho! I beheld that which did not accord with reason."

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"Before you are the mechanisms of amplification, and the amplification process is underway. Let us not squander our time; I urge you to appreciate the verses, herein amplified, which in their melody and metre naturally provoke jumping. Thus, jump, as you will."

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"I admit to a predilection for certain female attributes—to put it precisely, yet with due regard for delicacy, the buttocks. You other fathers shan't deny it."

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"Birthed and reared in West Philadelphia, the days of my childhood and early youth were spent in the wildernesses just beyond our village, where my companions and I passed many an hour roaming free and frolicking, oftentimes playing ball sports in the proximity of the schoolhouse. I recall a certain occasion on which two wastrels came upon us, interrupted our pursuits, caused a general ruckus, and incited a fray. Upon my honour, had I not been bested by these mongrels, no doubt my loving mother would not have laid her heavy hand and decided my future in such an immovable manner as she then did. Her words, as I recollect, were 'Get thee to Bel Air forthwith, where you will live with your aunt and uncle in peace, and whence you will return only when you have become a man, noble as any other.' Alas! What choice had I, but to summon a cab and depart from that dear childhood home? How strange it was to see that the approaching buggy appeared to be painted with nonsensical lettering and festooned with the symbols of gambling and sin. Yet I disregarded it and considered it a rarity. 'To Bel Air, if you please' said I to the cabbie as together we heaved up my trunk. At perhaps seven or eight of the clock, after some hours of evening travel, the buggy came to a halt at the entrance of a grand house. After bidding the driver farewell, I regarded my new lodgings. Here would I be educated. Here would I learn my place in the family. Here would I reign, in a sense, as the new prince of Bel Air."

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"Huzzah! There it is."