A singing heart……

Posted on October 6, 2012

“A singing heart, no sadness knows…gloom cannot start where gladness glows.”

Johnny Gruelle An American artist know as the creator of Raggedy Ann and Raggedy Andy

When I was a little girl my great aunt Jenny made me a Raggedy Andy doll which at the time was life size. I loved to dress and undress him and I drug him with me nearly everywhere I went. It felt so good to hug him when I was scared or tired. His polka dot shirt and bright red striped legs were so playful. The yellow yarn on his head lay in a matted mess like my little golden curls. My toddler bedroom had  Raggedy Ann and Andy ceramic wall art and a mirror with them brightly colored as the frame.

 

I forgot about my Raggedy dolls as I outgrew rag dolls and progressed through Barbie, Strawberry Shortcake, Smurf and Cabbage Patch Dolls. Mom folded Andy away and at sometime she picked up a giant Ann to hang out with him. They lived in a box at mom and dad’s house waiting for the day a curly haired little girl came into my life. I have welcomed three little boys into this world and the need for dolls at my house is limited to action figures and legos. While visiting my parents in Montana mom wondered if I wanted to keep Andy. The three-year-old in me did but the 30-something woman knew he needed to be loved by some other little girl. I couldn’t part with him entirely though. The poor little girl who loves them next will have to talk someone into making clothes for the Raggedy Ann and Andy dolls because I found two dolls close to me to wear them.

 

 

 

 

“Happiness is very easy to catch when we love one another and are sweet all through.” Johnny Gruelle





Miss Stella

Posted on September 28, 2011

Miss Stella turned two at the beginning of this month. No matter the kiddo, mine or anothers, I can’t seem to grasp how quickly a year passes. I have been trying to soak in a few “moments” a day with my boys in an effort to slow time and freeze memories of each day in my head. That is what photographs do. They are as close to magic as I will ever get. Freezing sacred truths of our everyday into a treasure again and again. I am so thankful for magic.

 

 

toes and pearls a great pairing.

Stella and her adorable family. Can’t wait to meet her new little brother Cruz soon!

 

 

 

 

Every little girl needs a photo of her hitching a ride on Daddy. Wish I had one like this…. I always preferred to walk and dance on his toes though.

 

 

It was a birthday shoot after all so Stella was rewarded with a cake pop. She was the cleanest toddler I have ever seen around cake but she enjoyed it just as much.

Love the look of wonder in her eyes…. or is that just the beginning of a sugar high. 🙂

 





Sweet

Posted on February 19, 2011

February conjures up feelings and images of sweetness. From the conversation hearts and chocolate treats to everything dripping in pink and red decor. It is a relief from the dark winter days and the cold nipping at us to be wrapped in the hubbub that comes with Valentine’s Day. Even if it is a little much at times.

I love that even though I have a house full of boys they will tolerate craft projects involving red and pink hearts and glitter for this holiday. I love that they wrinkle their noses when an ad on tv or in the newspaper shows people kissing. I love that I can let the rules about candy and sweet confections relax a little and watch their faces light up with sugar and giggles. I love that even though we are not quite to spring Valentine’s Day feels like a promise it isn’t that far away.

Just before Valentine’s Day I got a dose of sweetness from the Cuthbert family. Little Grady was quite the charmer and adorable. Quiet Brooklyn was cautiously cheerful during the entire shoot. Mom wanted to capture their family of four as they are waiting to welcome number 5 soon. What a lucky little gent the newest Cuthbert is to be welcomed into such a loving family.





a happy you…..

Posted on October 13, 2010

Nathan was the first baby I loved. My brother is almost 9 years older than I am and he was married and starting a family before I was out of high school. Nathan was born when I was seventeen.  I can picture myself standing in my teenage bedroom bouncing, swaying and shushing him to sleep as he snuggled into my shoulder. He is sixteen, soon to be seventeen now and I wonder how the world could have changed so quickly. Lucky for me, he came to visit for a week this summer. I caught a glimpse of what my future holds with three boys of my own. I am thankful I have gotten to watch him mature and it somehow makes each stage of motherhood a little less scary because he has gone before my own.

Markus is nine-months older than my oldest son Keith. He was born just as I was getting used to the idea of the miracle of a baby in our life. Markus spent a week with us this summer too. (Not the same week as his brother) Markus was a perfect fit around here. He and all of my boys played hard from dawn till dark giggling, running and wrestling each other. I wish he could live down the street so they could play together all the time.

They didn’t get to where they are without their parents. Which is really the reason I am writing this post. Their  mama, Dayleen celebrates a birthday today. I am ALWAYS late in sending her a birthday gift. I feel awful and often blame it on the Columbus Day postal holiday but the truth is I just always want to get her the perfect gift to show her how much I truly love her and enjoy her company. So, I started early this year. Happy you, Dayleen! (Happy you is the way Keith used to tell people happy birthday when he began to talk. It stuck like glue and happy you now means happy birthday or our gift to you at the Blau haus.)

Time, treasure and talent. These are the things we are supposed to share with the world. With each other. So when her boys came to visit this summer, I photographed them. I spent most of my time enjoying them but for a few minutes I stopped time so that she can remember her boys as they are now. Stopping time. Thank goodness we have photographs to save little moments of our lives for safe keeping.





just plain yummy

Posted on August 31, 2010

It must be their Italian names. Vinny. CiCily. Gianna. Their family name, Orizotti.

I love the energy of this family. They are fierce, loving and silly at times. I have been searching for something to liken them to. Trying to mold a description which would accurately portray them.

Forgive me. The one thing I can’t get out of my mind is, gelato. You know, the beautiful Italian confection which is a higher quality dessert than ice cream with a richer, fuller flavor. Yeah, gelato. The Orizotti’s are like gelato. A richer, more flavorful family, each member enhanced by the other. The time I spent with them was yummy from start to finish. How could I not have fun with beautiful kiddos like these three to photograph.

Here is one of my favorites from the shoot.

Thank you so much for a fun morning. Next time let’s get gelato and savor the memories we’ve captured!  To enjoy more of the images from the Orizotti’s session CLICK HERE for a slideshow!





Happy Brother’s Day

Posted on August 14, 2010

Tommy is my character. He is passionate about just about everything, for better or worse. A grumpy, little man on Mother’s day he proclaimed, “I wish it was Brother’s Day,” while we were getting loaded up to go celebrate the day with John’s mother and grandmother.

It was love at first sound for me. I didn’t let on right away, though. “Thomas, we take time at different times of the year to celebrate the people we care about. Now, get in your seat and put your car seat straps on!”, are words that likely came out of my mouth. I know I also told him Brother’s day was a good idea, because he was lucky to have two brothers in his life.

I googled it in May and didn’t come up with a date I was happy with. In my mind it had to be a summer date, so my boys can have a great summer memory to hold onto.

While drafting this post, I googled it again and found a facebook page (of course I did, right?) http://www.facebook.com/pages/Brothers-Day/80359246817 which claims Brother’s Day is observed on the Friday, following the first new moon, after August 1st. There is also a celebration on August 11th hosted by Widmer Brothers Brewing as a fundraiser for Big Brothers Big Sisters Columbian Northwest. It turns out that in 2008, with the help of the Widmer Brothers, the state of Oregon and the city of Portland proclaimed August 11 a holiday.

The crummy Pacific Northwest weather has been putting a crimp in my brother’s day plans. I refused to have our holiday on a dreary, gray day. You can’t break out a new slip-n-slide and mondo water guns in the drizzle. I don’t want the brothers to lose interest in sleeping outside, because they are freezing.  I would have loved to have jumped on the local band wagon for the 11th, but I wasn’t willing to have Brother’s day without some heat.

Well, I got my heat today. And we started the morning like this.

I have had these pancake molds set aside since May waiting for Brother’s day to surprise my guys. Every time I make pancakes they ask me to make them a Yoda pancake. Every time, until this morning, the Yoda I would come up with was a very sad excuse for a Yoda. Darth Vader and a Storm Trooper showed up too. If you have little Star Wars nuts at your house you can find these awesome pancake molds at Williams-Sonoma.

Then they gave each other cards they had drawn. Tommy’s passion came out in its sweetest form, in the 12 cards he made for Keith and his 5 cards for Greg. One just wasn’t enough to show them how much he loved them. I adore that about him.

After breakfast had settled, and a few legos masterpieces were constructed, I went outside and got a new slip-n-slide ready and opened new super soaker water guns. When they came out with their swimsuits on, they were surprised to see the slide and huge water guns and wasted no time finding water.

These are the only photos I will post with all three of the brothers in them, because an almost two-year-old is tooooooooo busy to stay in one place for more than almost 2 seconds.

The rest of the day entailed lunch, cartoons, more water play…..this time with Mom sliding and getting soaked, dinner, ice cream, a movie, popcorn, board games, a story and then…..

sleeping for the first time in a tent. Yeah! I think I am more excited about it than them. I LOVED sleeping in a tent in my backyard as a kid and hope they have a blast tonight.





birthdays

Posted on August 10, 2010

It flew by. Saturday we celebrated three kiddo birthdays in our home with our extended family. Two of them were my sons, my oldest and the youngest have August birthdays. The other is sweet, little Molly, my niece who just turned one. A day full of visiting, food, cake, presents and hopefully it was packed with smiles for everyone.

Do you remember how you felt as a child when it was your birthday? You know, the I can’t sleep because I am so excited feeling. The asking “can I open them now?,” about your  presents. now. now? now?! Overdosing on sugar. Birthdays are a big deal. They are when we celebrate each person in our lives and try to make them feel as special as they are to us.

I feel pretty lucky to not only get to celebrate with  my own family but to celebrate with my clients. Births, weddings, birthdays, graduations, all of these happy times in ones life I get to witness or help prepare for. What a blessing. To get to celebrate the joy in everyone’s life surely will bring more joy to ours and for this I am thankful.

To say sweet, little Stella is adorable is an understatement. With her amazingly, cute outfits and her giant eyes, she was a treat. Celebrating a baby’s first birthday is a triumph for the parents. You celebrate the babe you adore, but I think we parents also celebrate making it through the first year of nurturing new life.

We created custom first birthday invitations for Stella and I am in love with them, and their pink envelopes. 🙂 !

birthday invitation custom photography

Stella’s mom commented that the colorful envelopes let everyone know it is something fun when they receive it in the mail. I  could not agree more!  Here is a look at all the envelope colors I have to choose from.

Love the floppy hat, don’t you?

She had her photo taken in the same tutu when she was a newborn. Such a starlet now!





everyday acts

Posted on May 25, 2010

Mothers love their babies with all they are.  I cherish every moment of motherhood even as I wish for more sleep, more time and less mess. The blurry days with each of my boys as newborns are starting to slip from my mind.Images of each of them are seared into my memory now but I wonder how vivid the memories will be as they grow. I long for images of myself with my boys. I document a lot of their lives but I am missing from nearly all of the photos. I wish I had the drive while sleep deprived to set the timer on the camera to capture me with them at different stages.

Andy let me capture her being a mother to Gia. I enjoyed photographing Gia and all of her sweet baby rolls but I was moved by the images I made of Gia and her mama. The photos I adore the most of Andy and Gia are quiet almost dreamlike images. Andy straightening her baby girl’s dress, mama smiling at her sweet girl or Gia using mama’s finger for a teether. They are moments any mother can relate to and to capture the beauty in these everyday acts is one of the things I love most about taking photographs.There is something about the sweet smell of a baby and the feel of their small body pressed against your chest but where would these sweet little beings be without their mamas.






Raising boys keeps moms cooking, cleaning and running from son up to son down as they say. God made little boys so stinking cute so we would scoop them up and snuggle with them even after they just tore through a room with mud on their shoes (or if it is one of my boys from head to toe), jam on their fingers and a trail of toys at their feet. I gave a lot of extra hugs around my house today and it felt so good. I always feel blessed to have the messes, the bruises and the chaos of little boys. Ok, so maybe I don’t always feel blessed to have the messes. Today, I gave up on the dishes, the cleaning, the to-dos. There is always so much to do and I wish there was a way of finding balance for our world so I could play more basketball, cowboys and legos before these boys grow up.
As I go through the photos from the shoot I did with the Beltran family, I keep getting lost in these gorgeous chocolate eyes. The Beltran boys were sooo handsome and so loved by their parents. I am sure they were able to charm a few extra hugs out of their parents today too.









Happy 2010!

Posted on January 10, 2010

When the new year comes the comics always depict a babe of some kind. They are rosy and cherubic and make you giddy for what the future will hold. Babies, in their innocence and vulnerability, remind us to cherish everything we are given in life. Here’s to cherishing 2010!













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