OUI! That’s right, my husband and I recently traveled to Paris and Amsterdam. His company sent him to Holland and so I met him there after his work portion of the trip for some leisure travel. We took the bullet train from Amsterdam to Paris and spent a few days in Paris before returning to Amsterdam for a couple days. I think one our favorite parts of the trip was watching the sun set behind the Eiffel Tower. Since we have been back, I have attempeted to make Boeuf Bourguignon and failed miserably. (Note to self: don’t try to cook foods you cant pronounce.)

I hope to share some more Paris and Amsterdam pics soon (if I get time between sessions to go through them).

Sometimes, when the kids are home, the house gets unexpectedly quiet.  Usually when this happens, it means it’s time for me to make a sweep of the house and find out what the kids are up to.  I was doing just that when I found this scene.

I ran for my camera hoping I wouldn’t miss it. This moment.  My sweet child reading with his baby sister in her room.  Laughing.  Talking to her as if she is his own age.  Without being told.  Because he wanted to.  Because he loves her.  This was one of those moments that would be lost if they saw me, so I sneaked into bathroom and shot through the open door.  Was the lighting terrible? Yes, but a flash would have distracted them.  Is the photo grainy? Yes.  Are Annabelle’s toes sticking out of holes in her tights? Yes.  Am I embarrassed that she is even wearing holey tights? Completely.  Do I care? Not one bit because this moment won’t get forgotten now that it’s been photographed.  It just proves you can’t perfectly stage every photograph.  It proves that sometimes the most precious, meaningful moments happen in poor lighting and when we least expect it. But that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t bother photographing it.  There is beauty in the imperfections of life.  There is beauty in what’s REAL.  Like love…and holey socks.

The other day, Kyle asked me when we could *make* a bow and arrow.  I thought for a minute and realized that I know nothing about how to make a bow and arrow, and furthermore deemed it an unsafe endeavor all around.  So my answer was, “probably never.”  Then I was looking on pinterest and got the idea to make a non-functioning cupid bow and arrow.  He was so excited and helped me find the perfect sticks and tie them together.  I love this little cupid.  Happy Valentine’s Day!

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