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Sigh. What a weekend. We had a fabulous weekend. Lots of boating, friends, food, fun…and a minor catastrophe that was weighing heavily on my mind all weekend. But 10 minutes tonight made everything disappear. Possibly the most precious 4th of July fireworks ever. After a long day (long weekend), our little girl crashed by 7pm tonight. Around 9:30 we realized we would be blessed with an amazing view of the fireworks our town puts on right from our own backyard.  Luck. It was too perfect not to go grab Hailey. So Justin ran up and grabbed her and brought a sleepy little 3 year old out rubbing her eyes. We stood there for a while watching the perfect view of the fireworks and when we told her “sorry we woke you up babe!” She said, “it’s okay guys” in the sweetest little whisper. She was in awe. I don’t know how we got so lucky. A memory I don’t ever want to forget.

Sigh…would you believe it’s been so long since I blogged I *almost* forgot my password?! Oi. That’s what taking a vacation in October, selling a house, buying a house and doing the whole holiday thing…oh and being a photographer during this time…will do to you. Well, hopefully I’m back. I say hopefully becuase now that things are finally starting to calm down, we’re moving next week! So I can only guess that will throw me into a whole new kind of crazy.

During all this busy-ness, I still try to take a minute to stop and take everything in. The small details that can pass by so quietly, without being noticed, will seem so precious later on. So I’m borrowing an idea from one of my favorite wedding photogs…Jasmine Star. She’s a rockstar. She mentions a time or two that she insists on taking shots sometimes just because she doesn’t want to forget. That is so in line with the way I live my life, I thought it was a great title to this series. I’ve got tons and tons of little snaps. Not great photos. Sometimes not even great snapshots. Just what I got a chance to capture (usually with my phone) as the day went on. But I don’t care. They’re little blips of life that mean the world to me. And I’ve got them lying all over the place. So, since this is my blog and I can do what I want, I thought I’d share them on here. I’ve heard it said that photographer’s blogs should nothing but their best, perfect work on display. And for the most part I try to follow that rule. But these shots are perfect to me, and I hope to look back on this blog as some kind of diary or record of our lives. So to you if you don’t like it .

So without further adieu, So We Don’t Forget.

As I mentioned, we’ve been a little nutty around here lately. So the other weekend, we finally had a very rare Saturday at home. All three of us, at the same time. So I insisted on a mommy-daddy-Hailey-date-day. I think this needs to be a tradition. We so very much needed to spend the time together. We started the morning off with a stop at Justin’s office. Had to get the official offer signed and faxed on our new house (!) to continue the craziness. Hailey got a  kick out of seeing herself on the computer. Goof.

Then we went to kick off the holiday season with a trip to Build-A-Bear to get the most adorable little girl Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. By the way…did you know her name was Clarice? Honestly, if I would have known that before we bought her (and found out she says…in a very creepy voice….my name’s Clarice!) we probably would have gotten regular old Rudolph. I keep having flashbacks to Silence of the Lambs. Not a very cheery, Christmas-y thought, right? Anyway…she loved picking out her little reindeer and only had a minor major full blown tantrum because she desperately wanted the display reindeer, rather than the IDENTICAL one we had just gotten for her. Aahh the mind of a 2 year old.

 

She got to show off her new little friend the next day at Uncle Beeboo’s. Don’t ask about the scary look on her face. She’s 2. I take what I can get.

 

We ended the day with, if you can believe it, the first ever mommy-daddy-Hailey-movie night! We snuggled in with lots of pillows and blankets to watch Toy Story 3 and gorge ourselves on popcorn. Bliss.