Thanksgiving is over but I'm grateful each and every day for my family. This past weekend a favorite uncle of mine passed away. Yesterday sitting in the middle of church, a wave of grief swallowed me up. It was so overwhelming I almost bolted outside. But then my little boy climbed in my lap and squeezed me real tight. A gentle reminder that life goes on, it's short and I must make the most of it.
To save money this year, I decided to be my own photographer. I'm known to cut important parts out of pictures. Like a head (see above.)
Let's just say this one was making a game out of it but we didn't care as long as he was happy. He is so proud of his first missing tooth on the bottom.
You probably already know that 13 year old boys do not care about taking pictures.
Smiles from Mr. Handsome only come when not posing.
And the princess. Isn't her hair amazing? Not only is it an unusual color, it will do just about anything. She loves to twist it in all kinds of crazy ways. I think she should have been born in the 30's or 40's. She loves everything about that era.
Somewhere in the batch of 100 + photos, we'll select one for our Christmas card.
I really do have 555 reasons (and then some) to be thankful.
Extraordinary Women ~ Mother Joseph Pariseau
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