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OH our hearts, they start to cry out when its been too long visiting our second home. Having spent some of our best memories there, getting engaged, married, family vacations we feel as if Kona is our second home. Colin and Little Miss Buttercup packed her suitcase filled with beautiful dresses and swim suits and boarded her first airplane. Yes, I was questioning my sanity taking a 10 month on a 5 hour flight. Nope…. She was as much of a perfect baby as always, easy breezy and onto the island! Trying to pick ONE photo from this week was, lets just say Excruciating. There were so many wonderful memories attached to so many photos, but in the end I chose this one, Colin was such a Humuhumunuknukuapuaa. (Hawaiian fish) The water is healing, seriously. I feel as if it cures anything and everything.  This is what my boys did most of the time we were at the beach. Every morning, my family, my sisters and their husbands would grab our Kona coffee, sit on the Lanai and watch the yellow tangs dance in the waves, then we decided the day of what out plans would be, the first week wa filled with beaches, amazing sunsets, Luau and shave ice! We walked down Alii Drive, smelled the plumerias in the air and tucked one behind our ear every day. It took our princess all but 5 minutes to become our Aloha baby, she laughed and played just as hard as we did.

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8/52.. FRESH

Stale. That is how I feel when I am not shooting, painting or drawing. Time however does not afford for an exorbitant amount of time to paint and draw, in fact… I usually end up sketching while Big man does his homework, and then painting late in the evening when the kids are in bed. LUCKILY I have a job where I am able to hold that stale feeling at bay with my photography. I didn’t turn the camera on my family this week, but had several AMAZING shoots and enjoyed putting that creative energy into my lovely clients. One in particular I have known since I started, her darling children make me smile… It was her idea to do our latest session at the Ritz, they jumped on the bed, ran through the waves and saluted the sun. sigh. nothing close to Stale is how I would describe my state of mind this week..photography keeps me fresh.

Taken by Kim my LOVELY assistant..

7/52 sweet cherub

Cupid you hit us with the full arsenal … we are seriously wounded and our hearts actually ache with love… The week isn’t even half way over yet but this shot is my favorite and I will be busy editing clients photos so Mrs. canon will have to rest in her aqua purse for the time being. Who am I kidding, that camera doesn’t get much rest…. I give it till 3pm today and there will be clicking.

my heart hurts

Being a mom requires acting skills, here is one example:

Colin, “mom can I learn how to skate board?”

Me, smiling …”Sure bud!” (Inside…. oh I think every boy I knew who skate boarded wore a cast at some point, and come to think of it, one of them lost a tooth…)  The one saving grace for my boy is that I keep most of my thoughts of bloody disasters to my self. I found that I am really good at picturing the worst case scenario when it comes to my kids, in fact.. I can tell you that I am that mom that honestly believes he will “poke his eye out” with everything from a pencil to a spoon. So with a boy in jeans, pads and a new skateboard we headed to the skate park, Did I mention it was raining, slippery wheels (more doom.) falls upon falls for learning (I have the location for the first aid ready in my head) I never knew acting was a great prerequisite for being a good mom, I cheered him on, took some pics, and all the while counted down the seconds to baseball practice, where he could safely stomp around in the brick-dust. (while I watch for every swinging bat and fly ball).

Skate Board Lessons

No one told Southern California it is still Winter.. Today was as perfect as any day could be. A walk down to the ocean with my mom, sister and the littles. We finished up with a chocolate shake and a view of 1930’s beach cottages. Mr. big man found treasures and played with the tentacle of a sea anemone, while Princess Buttercup enjoyed the new sensation of sand between her toes. This week was wonderfully sweet, from diner with friends, photo shoots, relaxing with my husband and watching my sweets play in the sand and smile at the sun.

ITTY BITTY

Princess is wearing my baby bracelet

The hands of a gifted MOTHER, (my mom) . they cradled me, propped me up as I took my first step, blew me kisses, braided my hair, cleaned after me, clapped for me, cooked me oatmeal raisin cookies, wiped tears from my eyes, PRAYED for me, hugged me endless times. They also held three babies of her own, and now they do all these things for her three grandchildren with all the same tenderness. Mom, its your hands that  made me who I am today. baby girl, may your hands know the same love your “ma’s” do.

THANK YOU ETSY! Greatest website ever! I found one of my favorite things, vintage baby clothes for Buttercup! Pink and Chiffon and perfect, a dress made in 1950… arrived on out doorstep and 3 hours later it was on my daughter and she was in a field smiling like she felt so pretty. I swear she grabbed the dress and looked at me with an expression that all girls have when they feel beautiful.  It makes me wonder who owned this dress before us,, it was found in an antique shop by the seller. Keeping a garment in excellent condition means it was loved… I smile thinking of the mom who put her daughter in this so long ago , was it for Easter, Birthday, or just because she thought it made her daughter look like a dolly? Either way I am thankful for the smile it brought to me and my baby doll.