Whirling Dirvish Photography

To these two, their life was this beach.

The first of many to come. Wow. We had F.U.N.

So when do we go back????

I am changing the face of Whirling Dirvish Photography. Over the next few days, (hopefully not weeks! Yikes) I will be implementing our new site!!! Super. Duper. Excited.

Also notice the new ‘city’ in the headline??? Yeah that’s right, we’re MOVING!!! We will still have ‘whirls’ (to be explained in new site) in the Bryan/College Station area so don’t be alarmed!

Of course I can’t have a post without a few pics!!

So over the past few weeks we’ve been watching our little larvae develop and evolve into our beautiful painted ladies. We’ve (and yes, I mean our ENTIRE family) have learned some amazing and slightly disturbing facts about our bug friends. About 2 weeks ago they were set ‘fwee’!!!

To add onto the butterfly thing-a-mi-jig… here’s some more we saw in ‘the valley of the flowers’.

EEEK!!! Super stoked about catching this guy land on baby girl’s bouquet!!!

No, really, it does.

Meet Drew and Sophie.
1. Drew is a avid rock lover (like myself)
2. Sophie is a avid dino lover (like myself)
3. Both are super sweet
4. Both are super cool

So what about this equation is wrong? Nothing. That’s why this session ROCKed. *Pun totally intended*

I really am lovin’ the Century Oak pictures. (Even though we had to wait FOREVER to get in a few!!) They would look amazing on metallic black and white paper OR on one of these!!!

So the light faded and it was beyond fun looking and searching for light at night. Thanks guys for allowing my creativity to whirl!!!

Isn’t she beautiful??? Oh, Drew you’re cute too! ;-p

 I’m sure you’re thinking, why in the world would a person weedhack through such lovingly wisps of baby hair? Well, after I got over the shock of actually changing, altering, treding upon the sacred baby puff, I thought the change looked cute. As in: I’m a baby with parents that like to live vicariously through my hairstyle, not the I’m 30 something  Hot Topic worker and have a faux-hawk to display my lackluster childhood.

I had to actually disengage myself from the situation, as I could just see dangling ear drums and gashes that would require ER attention. Soon Shae presented a gleefully delighted child that just realized he was the center of all local affections.

On a side note: Our newest additions to the family have come to a very dramatic and drastic demise. Our fish, Chuck and Larry, were sadly disposed this past week. After seeing their bowl become a bit murky I decided to clean it. Chuck or maybe it was Larry decided to take matters in his own fins and leap directly down the disposal. Whoops. Said a short prayer and sent the little guy to fishy heaven. The latter was soon replaced in a clean fresh bowl to only pass away within 5 minutes. The Sherlock in me was a bit surprised when the truth was uncovered at dinner time.

MaryAnn:’ Momma, I cannot have milk with dinner tonight.’

Me: ‘ Why not?’

MaryAnn: ‘Because it didn’t give the fish strong bones, it killed them and I don’t want to be dead.’

Me: SNORTING!!!!

Milk does not do the fish body good.

Everyday we do the same. Wake, coffee, potty, shower, dirty diaper, giggles, sausage, eggs, lunchbox, kisses, be good or your dead threats, job search, email, job search, email, sunkist tuna, mom, words with friends, baby bye-bye, chubby clapping hands, skillet, zimmer, butterflies, ants, check dinner skillet, dirty diaper, bubbles, baby powder, pajamas, email, teeth, and back of eyelids.. repeat. This is ours.

But last weekend we did this…

Unfortunately, the bubbles took a little longer than normal and I grabbed these two first… Oh, we had fun.

PS I FINALLY FIXED MY COMMENTS SECTION!!! I had to dismantle due to the mass amount of spam but it’s back up!