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Once upon a penny

Sometimes during the day I remember things about the kids when they were really small, and I write it down to blog about (so as not to forget it forever).  

Back when belle was 2 or 3, we taught her and Isaac to just stay in their rooms and play each morning until we woke up. There was a streak of a week or two where Belle ignored these instructions and instead, just sorta fake cried until we got her out. 

One morning after a particularly late night, we were awoken by Belle's sudden loud cries from her room. These were not fake cries but I guess in our sleepy haze we decided to let the situation play out for a minute. The crying augmented a bit and then sorta just stopped. The silence is what actually got our attention. But, after another few seconds, we heard Isabelle start to chatter and play so we went back to sleep. 

Flash forward that morning to the stage of morning routine where I pitter patter around cleaning up things from the floor, making sure the kids were dressed, etc. I wandered into Isabelle's room and immediately noticed that the outlet close to the door looked charred. As in black soot actually covering the plate.  "That's weird..." I thought, and I called over Tyler to examine it. 

We figured a fuse had blown (like, really blown) and were confused for a while.Then, when we two really-not-handy people decided we had no idea how this could happen, we mentally made a note to call an electrician. 

A minute later I turned around and saw Belle holding a coin. I asked her to see it and she gave it to me, saying in her adorable deep little raspy voice she used to have, "Penny, mom. Ouch."

I examined the penny.  There were two giant cuts into the penny, making it look like slices were eaten from a pie.  I couldn't imagine something strong enough in our house that Isabelle could have gotten a hold of to cut this penny.

I held it out to her and asked, "Izzy, why ouch?"

She toddled up to me, grabbed the penny, wandered over to the outlet and big tears started welling up in her eyes again. "Ouch, mom."

Tyler and I just stared at each other. Isabelle had stuck that penny in the outlet and gotten quite a shock apparently. Flames? Did flames burst out of it?  Will we ever know?

Probably not. But I do know that my tiny kid took a shock, cried about it, then was completely over the drama in about 60 seconds flat.

We were always impressed with her toughness!

 

BLUE LILY | Lifestyle Photographer | Salt Lake City, Utah

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Bees!

My brother Brent is a funny, funny man. He has always kept me laughing with his antics and funny impressions, etc. Brent and I have a lot of character traits in common- but he is like the better version of me. Funnier, smarter, more artistic, all of it. I'm ok with that! He is so fun to be around. 

One particular trait about Brent is that he is absolutely, completely, afraid of bees. He has this whole shtick about bees that will kill you with laughter, it's so funny. He's not really a fan of any insect or bug, but bees are probably the worst offender. 

I, also, was not a fan of bees for most of my life, except in the abstract. I know they make flowers and fruits and vegetables and lots of factors in life possible. For some reason they just seem a bit scary to me, and lots of other people, too- those little tiny stingers can cause a lot of pain. FOR LIKE 5 MINUTES. 

That's the crazy thing. I am so afraid of being stung by a bee- but I know the pain lasts for a very small amount of time. Still, I will curse bees' name and fear them and freak out when one lands on me, as if I'm about to die. It's a thing. The struggle is real.

One day I was invited out to a house in Virginia where a mother and her daughter keep bees. It was promised to be a fun and educational afternoon, and yes I was terrified. But an "in denial" type of terrified. I took the assignment because I like to face my fears. Or, in other words, I like to torture myself.

I hate to give spoilers, but I survived the photography assignment. AND, I loved bees so much by the time I left, that I wanted to be a beekeeper myself someday. Turns out bees are super important and the world only revolves because of them. JK. But not really.

Here's an interesting article for your reading pleasure. 

 

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Repeat

I get obsessed with certain songs on my iPod and play them over and over and over. Most of the time I play them with headphones so that my obsession doesn't affect anyone. But sometimes I inflict the song on passengers in the car, namely the two kids that follow me around everywhere. Isaac is starting to push back. It's so funny! He hates phrases or rhythms in music that are super repetitive. So, if I happen to become obsessed with a repetitive song, this is like Isaac's personal hell.

I only know that because he told me yesterday, "Mom. This song on repeat is my own personal hell." 

Oops.

 

Photos from a Best Idea Session in NYC.

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Zynga!

Who else out there is obsessed with Hot Cheetos? I CAN'T GET ENOUGH!!!

 

Check out these photos we took at a Best Idea Session in San Francisco at Zynga Headquarters. The father of this family works there and I was able to go play with them in the coolest workspace ever.  I'm really grateful for these opportunities to see families in their element having fun together. 

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