UGH! I’m trying to sort and save and burn and organize all of my personal photos right now. NIGHTMARE. It’s not going to get done. Daunting. Overwhelming. Impossible. I was so much more organized with film. I got them developed. I didn’t know what Photoshop was. I immediately put them into albums.
Back to the post …. I forgot about this set that makes me laugh.
I was trying to take a peaceful “artsy” shot of the boys fishing on Hilton Head. I like how they were composed back to back. Love me some symmetry.
Then of course they start Kung Fu Fishing because they are boys and that is how boys are wired…….

The funniest shot though. The one that makes me snort is this one……..
Jackson would obviously rather keep fishing. Brad would obviously rather keep play fighting (and making faces that deeply bother me if I look at them too long).

Oh how I wish I was on this warm sunny stinky dock today. We were probably about to go to Salty Dog and eat pizza and listen to the “guitar man”. Wah.
a trip to Disney for me and the girls (heehee)
countertops and a deep kitchen sink
go out to eat twice a week all year
FOR THE PRICE OF HER VISION THERAPY starting on Monday
but if Brynn can read words like sparkle and rhinestone or better yet one, two, who, what – it will be worth every single cent. EVERY SINGLE CENT.
I can’t even tell you the drama we’ve been through the last two years with “sight words”. I want to kill sight words. I want to burn flash cards. Burn. I can’t tell you how hard we have worked. I can’t tell you how the teacher in me has come out and tried everything. I can’t tell you how many times she has started crying and I have gotten mad and said horrible things out of the deepest rawest frustration. Imagine working with your child over and over and over and over again on letters or words. Then five minutes later they TOTALLY forget “the” or “and” or better yet “B”. Brynn can read a book 10 times…”It is a bird”, “It is a cat”, “It is a dog” …..last page….”What is it”? and have NO IDEA what the words “it” and “is” are – that she just read 48 times. It makes her frustrated and me demonic. She wouldn’t even know the word “two” right now – a word she has seen 500 times since preschool.
SO – I take her to “the best” optometrist. She started the testing process and as soon as they figured out she needed glasses it was stopped. So we get her glasses for her slight astigmatism. Within 2 weeks she knew her letters. THIS IS AFTER A SOLID YEAR OF FLASH CARDS. I was seriously doing a Pentecostal poisonous snake charmer dance at the alter. Like cried the ugly cry. Went to Graeters. HUGE celebration and guess what she said…”Does this mean I don’t have a disabled anymore?” (meant to say disability). I wanted to die. Deepest knife in my heart event ever.
We finished her testing process. 2 hours. Hello. And find out she has the “visual memory” of less than a four year old.
But she was learning her letters and doing better so I figured the best optometrist in Westerville couldn’t possibly know what she was talking about. Plus when I found out how much dinero (about passed out) this “vision therapy” was going to cost I figured they just wanted our money. I left there thinking they were loser idiot thieves. This is also known as burying my head in the sand, not facing the facts, needing to process scary information and putting it on the backburner.
Then. Last week. Her darling teacher calls that I have known since she was in middle school. My best friend was HER teacher and her sister does our hair (do you hear the Close Encounters music in the background?). A teacher that LOVES Brynn. A teacher that loses sleep over Brynn. The kind of teacher that is truly one of a kind and a blessing. There is no other word. She is a true blessing. So she calls to break it down for me. Brynn hasn’t progressed in 9 weeks. Then I went a little blank but still heard words like “significantly delayed”. The word “significant” did it for me.
So within 5 seconds of getting off the phone with Brynn’s teacher I am calling and scheduling Brynn’s vision voodoo therapy appointments because I can’t possibly imagine what they are going to do to make her read. But after googling for hours and talking to people I trust about it here we go…….wish us luck, say a prayer, pet a snake. BIG TIME.
to be continued…….

I know Brooke because her Daddio is my son’s baseball coach. I can’t say nice enough things about the man. He keeps his cool in every situation and through every bad call. He makes coaches that rant and rage and foam at the mouth look like such complete fools and that is so important to me because it trickles down. We feel very lucky that our first born (who is obsessed with baseball) is under his guidance because we don’t know a thing about it. We’re artsy, lol.
Enough about Coach Eric though!
First of all I just love it that Brooke called to have her pictures done in JANUARY. Hilarious. That is so me. However to her credit it is because she is super busy and a total rockstar athlete – it is in her family’s veins. We met at Franklin Park which has a Chihuly (fancy shmancy glass) exhibit going on right now. It was very fun to incorporate it into some of the shots. Not your typical Senior shoot and I am ALL about that:) Brooke was so laid back and easy to be around and beautiful. It was a fun afternoon for me:)

Last thing you bought? Sweet tea at Raising Cane’s
If you had a $100 right now…I would spend it on clothes
Favorite food? Chipotles


Favorite thing to do with your family? family game nights specifically Monopoly
What makes you happy? being with my friends, girls nights, and winning
What makes you sad? being alone, certain songs


Favorite TV show? One Tree Hill
If you could be anyone famous who would it be? Taylor Swift!!
What are you listening to right now? Put Your Arms Around Me (Natasha Bedingfield)
Favorite dessert? Key Lime pie




The highest jumper award goes to you (and I have experience with this) AND I can’t believe you like Key Lime Pie and I am so happy to know that families still have game nights. Woot!
I’ll be in touch in a few more days with your slideshow:)
I left this house jealous. I never leave sessions jealous. I’m usually relieved and tired. But as I pulled out of their driveway I was completely consumed with missing the old me, the old us. Alicia and Andy live in the same neighborhood we used to. They have one adorable little boy. And even though they might not know it – their life is simple and beautiful right now:) They haven’t stepped into the bigger house with bigger bills with $50 dollar video games, laundry out the ying, travel ball, vision therapy, 55 gallon aquariums and chocolate milk splattered on the blinds in the kitchen. They can still talk to each other. They can still go to the bathroom alone. They can still listen to their music in the car. They get really really upset and teary when their baby falls backward and bumps his head on the hardwood, lol.
They are now what SO used to be us, but Brad had to ruin everything (because he couldn’t keep his hands off of my amazing body) and force me to have another child, then another, then ANOTHER. WHAT in the WORLD were we thinking? I’m totally kidding and wouldn’t change my path for anything but I was envious. Big time.
Look how adorable everyone is…..
Oh and Brad and Alicia work together. He adores her and speaks highly of her and was very involved with each and every image, lol.


I loved Ryan’s room. Total first baby room. Perfect down to the last print on the wall.


If you could have heard his baby noises during this next set. He was on fire with his coos and grunts. So adorable.


My personal favorite on the left – Christmas card on the right:)

by Cathy
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