Just one...

A little sneak of the first of many portions of my latest project.
Could you follow that?
Prepare to meet little baby Taft.

Man of the House

My little man Marshall makes me so proud. On the way home from St. George today the truck started sounding really wacky and I pulled over not knowing what I should do and how far I should drive (gotta love "breaking down"!). I told Marshall the truck was broken and he immediately responded, "I will go to our house and get my tools in my tool box on my workbench and I will fix the truck for you." (I wish you could hear it coming out of his sweet little mouth. Leave off the g and f sounds from the beginning of the words... that should help you hear it in your head.)

I love how he instantly knew how to fix the problem and that he was eager to help me. Grandma soon made it to the scene to help us and Marshall started walking away, down the highway towards home. I asked him where he was going and he seemed almost annoyed when he had to remind us he was going home to get his tools. As we tried to get him to come back to us by the vehicles he got so frustrated with us because he really needed to get home so he could bring his tools to the truck to fix it.

Tonight (two days later) Marshall was talking to Colby on the phone and Colby asked if he was able to get his tools and fix the truck when it broke down and Marshall was so cute: "Almost. Mom wouldn't let me." I love you Marshall.

.Miracle.

I just love big round bellies! (When they belong to someone else...) there are few things more beautiful.

Look at what a doll my pal Amanda is! She's a dear friend that always makes me smile and while we were shooting I was "freaking out" because I couldn't get over my obsession with that round belly! She's a beauty.
I'm always amazed at the miracle of life and the way life grows inside you and one day you can actually hold that miracle, that piece of heaven, in your hands. It's such a fulfilling (and humbling) feeling to realize that person in your arms is a gift that you've been given. That you've helped create. That once was just a spirit and now has infinite potential.
No wonder pregnancy brings such a beauty to the dear mama. The entrusted angel.
Even though pregnancy is so beautiful, it really is hard. And anything hard deserves some kind of reward. Many of the rewards of pregnancy are noticed after the babe is in arms, but little "pick me ups" along the way are necessary... which is why I believe every round belly deserves a hot pair of shoes.
(Loved these Amanda!!!)
I just can't wait to hear when this little miracle arrives. He will be coming to some really great parents that are so excited for his arrival.
Cherish these last few weeks Amanda. And good luck!

The Schear's + 1

What an amazing miracle for these two.

Little Brinley will be here in May and their lives will change forever.
Poor Daddy is already overloaded with all the pink that is creeping into his world...

...but I know the second he meets his little Princess he won't want to see her in anything else!

She's been pretty good to her Mama so far. (So I'm told.)

Her Daddy is already whooped... can you tell?

Congratulations you two! And good luck!

For the record.

I've been thinking about babies a lot the last couple of days. It seems like all of my friends are about ready to pop. And those that aren't about to pop are finding out if their little bun in the oven is a boy or a girl. That makes me want to find out what I'm having next! Then reality quickly hits me in the face and I remember that my "next one" won't be here for another couple of years. Then I smile. I have my first maternity photoshoot today (and another one tomorrow) and I've been looking at all kinds of photos so I can be really inspired. And oh yeah! Last night's episode of "The Office" had me in fits of laughter and suddenly I realized... I had forgotten how fun it is to hold that tiny little person in that giant bundle of blankets and realize that someday they will grow up and I'd better be the best example I can be.

I miss that.

But don't misunderstand me. I don't really want a new baby just yet. I just want all my friends to have their babies and let me come and hold them. And hold them and hold them and hold them. I love how teeny, tiny they are and how cute every little thing is. It's funny to me... I've never been much of a baby person. It wasn't until I had Marshall that I truly could appreciate babies... human or animal. Whenever I see (or hear) one, I always have to take a peak but until now, I've never NEEDED to hold one. But today I need to hold one. I may have to wait until next week, but the first newborn I can get my hands on... watch out!

Then I'll have my fix and I'll be good for a while. My Tyler still needs to grow some more before we get a new babe around here.