So Much to Say, So Little Time to Say It...

When I went to type the 'blogger' website, I actually typed in Booger.com.

That is for real truth.  It's been that kind of week.

This week isn't shaping up to be much different. I have a total of 4 (FOUR!) different posts that I've started. One of them involves 25 pictures. And another one is a DIY. I'm not even kidding. I simply have not had the time to post.  I'm only doing it now because I feel like I will lose my ever lovin' mind if don't say something.

We will also be leaving for vacation next Sunday so I am furiously working to be completely caught up on editing before we leave.  I'm also hoping that while I'm gone I can be wonder blogger and dazzle you people with lots of wordy, picture-y posts.

I'm not sure if I will have time to post much, if anything, this week. This bums me out.  But on top of all the editing I have to do, I also have a birth I will need to shoot this week.  And there's this little matter of my 43rd birthday.

I'll be 43 years old on July 4th. Where in the heck did the time go, y'all?

And that's another post I want to do! so make that five posts I have in my head. If y'all know anything at all about being over 40, you know that my brain simply cannot handle all of this information.  Just like my bladder cannot handle excessive laughter.  But that story is for another time.

Here's a little sneaky peeky at one of the sessions I did this past week.  I no longer have a photography blog and sometimes I just wanna share.  I figure most of you can appreciate a little maternity photography, right?

As long as it's not me!

And this?  This is definitely not me. 

We were sweating buckets for this session.  Texas heat is ridiculous sometimes, but this beautiful momma was a trooper. And she brought the cool chair. I wanted to push her down and bring it home with me. But I didn't.

Also, this past week Charlie bit Hopie in the butt. I'll tell more of that story later, but I found this picture tonight from the girl's swim class this last week and I couldn't resist throwing it in Photoshop and adding my little touch to it.

Because I'm so mature and all.

Gotta love my Charlie Bug. She keeps life interesting. And seriously? Would anyone ever want to get bit in the hiney by those teeth?!

(If you're an orthodontist and you're reading this AND you feel sorry for us concerning our 3 year olds teeth....we will totally take an orthodontic donation. Just sayin'...)

Hopefully I'll be back to with a post on getting older, but if I'm not...y'all have a fantastic 4th of July!