Something I love to do... photography

When I was a kid I always had a camera in my hand. I would take pictures of my dolls, pets, family, and anything else I found interesting. I just love it. I haven't stopped taking pictures ever since. I have boxes and boxes full of pictures. When Troy and I started dating he bought me a new camera every year until my taste in cameras became too expensive...  the camera that I currently own suits me just fine. which there is one in particular that I've had my eye on, wink wink. Now that I have two boys I enjoy photography even more. I don't like the OK-look- at-the-camera-be-still-and-say-cheese kind of photos; i like my photos being taken in the person's own element. I like natural smiles and laughter.  { you should see Trevor's fake smile, bless it.} I let my boys just play and I snap away. That's the best pictures ever! These are a few pictures I've taken here recently at Trace's baseball game. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.

i had to share this one, too. It's trace's buddy and one of my favorite shots of him... look at those eyes

My Babies.....

Trace is our baby, he's the last child we'll probably have, unless God has other plans for us in mind. When he hits a milestone, it's bittersweet. I'm happy and sad all the same time. When Trevor hit a milestone  we were so happy. With Trace its different. Not that I'm not happy, its just that its a sign that my baby boy,my last born, my Boog is growing up and there will be no more babies. When Trevor started school I was scared   excited for him. When Trace started I cried, but soon got over that. There's just a difference.

 In September, I took the boys to the dentist for their regular cleanings. the dentist was checking Trace's teeth and said " Uh- Oh, we got a lose tooth, Mom."  What? My baby has a lose tooth?!? This can't be, he's just too young. After that i never mentioned it to him again, never tried to think about my baby losing his very first tooth. Last night, he came home and said " MOM! My tooth is loose!!!" I watched him try to yank it out wiggle it loose and seeing the determination in his face; he wanted the tooth fairy to come see him so badly. Trevor tried to give him some " big brother advice" on how to pull a tooth out. I laughed and then I felt tears well up in my eyes as I realized that my babies were growing up. One day they won't need me to wipe away thier tears. They won't need me to kiss thier boo-boos or put a band-aid on to make it all better. They won't need me to rock them  to sleep or tuck them in  bed. I love to hear my boys laugh and play, it's the best sound ever.

 I don't know why Trace's loose tooth set my emotions in action, but I know one thing as long as I'm living they'll always be my babies.

                                                        I love you, Babies