Marianne is one of my dearest friends. We met during our BFA days, and now we are having babies and remodeling our old homes together. She’s been there through my sad and happy days, and is one of my biggest supporters. I sure love her and her darling family. And that Miles is a heartbreaker, with his killer smile.

Love, Lindsey

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Love, Lindsey

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Love, Lindsey

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Just finished editing Veronica and Jordan’s sweet wedding and all I can say is that I love these two! I have been doing little mini-posts, but I’m nearing an elusive stage called, all-caught-up, and I hope to be posting more full weddings soon. But in the meantime, these pictures make me so happy. What can I say? I love, love.

Love, Lindsey

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Here’s a little glimpse of our summer so far. Lucy is still obsessed with her bug/spider killing. Yesterday she told Scott,

“Daddy, I saw a spider crawling, and I STEPPED!!! on it. Smash!”

She is fascinated with her owies, and will tell anyone who will listen, “I got an owie at Sammie’s house. I feel down. I have an etch (scratch.)” It’s her ultimate ice-breaker.

She loves the pool, the blue monster (slide), looking at her bike, and chocolate peanut-butter (who doesn’t), sprinkling the cheese on the pizza’s, and her new Ariel dolly (which I milked as a bribe all day long.)

We haven’t graduated out of diapers, although it is probably time that we do that. She is obsessed with her shoes, and has to sleep with them on, but will hardly let me touch her hair. In fact the Ariel was originally promised, in a moment of desperation, as I tried to curl her hair for family photos. The only article of clothing she will wear are dresses, and preferably, pink ones.

It’s crazy to watch this little being, grow into an independent, yet mommy needy person, who has her opinions about everything and repeats everything I say:

“Hold on Mommy, I just need to get sumptin. I’m going downstairs, I’ll be right back. Hahahahah, that’s funny! I’m going to be a big girl. You okay Mommy? You okay? Wait just a minute. Maybe tomorrow. Ohhey (okay) Let’s do it! Time out, right now! Mommy, look at me. Yeah! Sure! Ohhhhh, thank you!!! Oops, hehehehehe, sohwy Mommy!”

Never have I been so aware of what I do and what I say, as I have a mimic who puts her belts up high on her waist, likes to brush my hair, has to eat food on big girl plates, with big girl forks, and has a purse, just like mom.

These last 3 years have been such an adventure with Lucy Bell, and we can only imagine the amounts of fun we will have when Jack gets here!

Twirling in the outfield. There’s no crying in baseball, but apparently there is dancing.

Random dog, that Lucy loved.

The, ‘I don’t know” face.

Love, Lindsey

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I love it when couples just make you happy. I like everything about Anne and Zach, from her thrifted blue skirt, and Zach’s red shirt, to their easy going love and kindness to each other and others. Truly, one of the nicest couples. Their wedding is going to be a summation of all they are as a couple, happy, easy, family-filled, and lovely. I’m just so excited to be a part of it, and share in their day. And I have seen a picture of Anne’s dress, and I can’t talk about it, but it is pretty awesome.

Love, Lindsey

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Just a little peak of the next wedding I’m working on!

Love, Lindsey

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Love, Lindsey

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I blame myself.

I have gone most of my life avoiding spiders, leaving the room when I see one, and pretending they don’t exist in general. When I married Scott, he became President of bug, critter and spider removal, and I happily relinquished all that unpleasantness to him. Then I had Lucy, and decided I needed to woman-up, and get rid of the things before they got to her. So I started killing spiders, and Lucy started observing. I think it wasn’t a pretty sight, as I chased them through our house, fumbling to flush spiders down the toilet and jumping around as I tried to brush various crawley things out of corners and off walls. I’m sad to say many a spider died a messy death, due to my incompetence.

Apparently all this has made an impression on Lucy. Scott found her outside the other day, stamping repeatedly on her favorite night-time blanket, with all the concentration and fury her two-year-old self could muster.

When asked what she was doing, Lucy simply said, “Daddy, I kill the spider.”

To Scott’s surprise, when he lifted that blanket up, there actually was a poor, obliterated spider, smooshed underneath.

I’m not sure how I feel about this, other than I find it fairly hilarious, and I pity the spider that comes within Lucy’s unmerciful eye.

Love, Lindsey

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This lovely wedding is up on my editing next. One of my favorite parts of this wedding? The prayer Mandee and Trevor said together, before their Ceremony (very carefully so they wouldn’t see each other.) It was so sweet and special. I know these two are going to have an amazing, love filled life together!

Love, Lindsey

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