Thursday, April 9, 2009

Easter Chicks

It's Easter and what better way to bring in the joy of spring than with my favorite little chicks. No strangers to Clark Street, these sisters just might be my favorite models.


First we have Livi. She is a natural in front of the camera. What amazes me when I look at the pictures of her is how much she engages the lens. It's something that takes a certain amount of confidence and inner spark, imagination and fantasy, honesty and openness.



She has wisdom and maturity way beyond her years. She's what I'd call an old soul. She hasn't really learned anything yet, she pretty much has known it all since she was a baby. She did everything first in our playgroup and often way ahead of schedule.

Ceci on the other hand seems to be discovering this world almost for the first time. And she loves it!
She's at that sweet age of 2. Everything that comes out of her mouth is adorable. She's gaining her stride, making her likes and dislikes known, coming into herself. She's playful, fiesty, charming, spunky.



Adorable on their own, but heart stoppingly sweet together. Not only do they make an attractive pair. I mean, come on, look at them! So cute you could eat them with a spoon!

But their dynamic is one of genuine affection, understanding, and adoration.

I love this picture for the fierceness with which Livi loves her sister. And the safety Ceci feels in her big sisters arms.

I'm just crazy for these little chicks.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Just call him James.....James Bond

Meet C & J with their "pony" James. James Bond that is. I put "pony" in quotes because technically, in the equine world, he is indeed a pony. But, to me, he's a horse. I mean look at him - he's a horse right? No, he's not. He's a pony. C & J know the difference. They take their riding very seriously, and it's clearly important to be accurate.

This is J, she rides first. She's been riding for about a year. Here she is with her instructor (trainer? coach? this whole world is new and fascinating to me - I don't yet have all the lingo). J is studious, determined and focused when she rides. She has perfect form and a natural grace on top of a horse, err, pony. She's downright elegant when she rides, you'd never know she's only 5.

Plus she's cute as a button. I mean come on, look at those dimples!


She has a relationship with her pony that is mature, intimate, passionate, intuitive. She can tell you what James likes and what he doesn't like. And I believe her. It's quite mystical, very romantic, and profoundly sweet.

C, on the other hand, is more cowboy than Prince. He has tremendous confidence when he rides. Not that J doesn't, she dances, he swaggers. His form is not technically perfect but he rides with such gusto and enthusiasm it doesn't really matter. He's got a certain style, a certain panache.


He too has bonded with his horse and loves to give him treats and take care of him. And it goes without saying that James is so gentle and protective of his young charges. C is in my son's class at school and I have to admit as a Mom I'm so impressed with these children. Both of my kids are afraid of dogs. And I can't get my 6 year old to ride a bike. Not only do C & J have NO FEAR when it comes to this animal. It's obvious they have a real devotion to both the sport and to James himself. I think passion at any age is remarkable. And on these two kids it's palpable and a joy to witness.


Happy Trails!

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Sundance with the Smyths

I had the good fortune to journey to Park City, Utah last week for the Sundance Film Festival. Well, kind of. Mostly I went to Park City to see our dear friends Sarah and Eric, their kids Grace and Will, and to meet their new baby, Owen Robert Smyth. The fact that we just so happened to time it for Sundance and Sarah scored awesome tickets for several premieres did not hurt. No, I will not be sharing my Sundance photos here on my blog. But don't be sad, the pictures of the Smyth family are way cuter. We'll start with the star of the show. Baby Owen. Here he is as I first met him.


He is - in a word - delicious. I sort of made it my job to pick him up and hold him whenever I could. I just couldn't resist. He got used to me (especially once I put the giant camera down) and would coo at me and even smiled at me. He's incredibly advanced where smiling is concerned. I refuse to believe it's gas, because when he's in his Mama's arms, he flashes her a smile that is not in any way connected to his GI tract. It's all flirty love for his favorite person.


He enjoys his siblings too. But more importantly they ADORE him. He is their favorite toy. The newness hasn't worn off at all and they spend almost all of their time looking at him, touching him, kissing him, helping Mom with him, etc. It is so incredibly cute. Here he is with big sister Grace and brother Will.


And let's not forget Dad. Eric is every ounce of Proud Papa that you'd want and expect. You can just see him dreaming of the day when he's out on the river teaching his sons to fly fish.


Here are some of Owen from my last day there. It was shocking how much he changed in just a few days. He is curious, an explorer at heart, very studious. He actively studies how his little body works and how to do his new tricks over and over again.


And I can't believe it but I actually got Will, age 3 and a half, to be still for a moment so I could capture him. Will is funny, sweet, sensitive, focused, loves his Mommy, and is very mechanical. This picture just makes my heart melt.

And then there's Grace, or Collin's betrothed, my future daughter-in-law. We'll call her Little Mama for now. She pours such joyful loving energy into Owen. I have no doubt that she will always be there for him, to guide and protect, maybe get him into trouble but never set him up for it. She is active, energetic, and very cool. Grace starts her day in the car with her shades on, singing and dancing to pop music on the radio. I have no doubt she'll be Most Popular, Homecoming Queen, Best Athlete, and all the rest. She loves people and people love her. I know I do!


All in all it was an incredible trip. I needed girlfriend time, and Sarah, like her daughter, is also one of those gals everyone loves. It restored my soul to hang out and be with their incredible family for a few days. I'd do it again in a heartbeat even without Sundance. Thanks for everything Smyths. Love you!


Thursday, January 15, 2009

Doodle & Biscuit 2008

This is my year in review. It's not a complete story of course, there are hundreds of things not photographed. But these are my favorites from the year.

This is Sadie. Also known as The Biscuit. She is as joyful as this photo depicts.

And Collin. Also known as Doodle. Appropriately shown in action. He doesn't slow down much. His energetic temperament is the opposite of Sadie's.

My favorites from our spring shoot. Such patient models.



They both love to play the piano though they don't take lessons. Collin is very serious, wants to be taught and can remember songs and practices them over and over until he gets them right. He also is very hard on himself when he forgets or hits the wrong note. But his mistakes only fuel him to work harder. Sadie is an improviser, tender and gentle. She plays and sings quietly. Not for lack of confidence, it's almost as if she's listening to the song the piano is asking her to play.

Summer was an exciting time around here. This was the last day of school and both kids were overjoyed to be together all day again.


Sadie at Chicago's famous BEAN.

All dressed up and fancy at their very first grown up wedding. Collin was so proud that I was reading in the ceremony. Sadie was captivated by the bride. Both behaved extremely well and it was a thrill to share the evening with them. Even if it meant we didn't close the reception down. (Although we all did much better than you'd expect!)

Collin coming in from the beach at Lake Tahoe.

We had a whirlwind road trip to the East coast and somehow, even though we had an entire van to store stuff, we forgot a stroller. Sadie, not the active one, doesn't usually ride in one which is how it was so easy to forget. But Boston and New York and amusement parks are very pedestrian places. And that was a lot of walking for Sadie. Too much. Which meant a lot of carrying by Mom & Dad. And even Collin helped us out. But they were laughing so hard most of the time they didn't usually get very far.

The ONLY thing Collin wanted to do over the summer was go see the Statue of Liberty. Which is funny because he wailed and whined almost the entire time. He hated it! Well, that's not exactly true. He loved the boat ride. And the statue. It was the waiting he had trouble with. Lines! Such long lines! All the waiting! It took forever!


Sadie had a pink princess birthday party and this was one of her gifts. She does enjoy dressing up but she's very particular about her clothes and the way they feel on her body. No pants, ever. Only leggings. Dresses 98% of the time. Summer dresses as often as possible. Even in winter. So when she dresses up it's usually in shoes. Sorry, glass slippers. But she was enamored by this outfit as was I obviously.

This is Collin playing fall soccer. He was in the wrong division. He was "that kid". When he was in he dominated the field, scored lots of goals, blocked the other team from ever getting the ball. And when he was on the bench, the other team actually got a chance to play. What can I say? He takes after his Dad.

This was a day at a Pumpkin Patch this fall. These are 2 common faces we see the kids making. This is Collin's dinosaur face. There's kind of a hissing, crashing T-Rex sound that accompanies it. And this is Sadie's incredulous face. Usually preceded by "What what what?!?"

These are my most recent pictures. What they look like right now. Well, what they looked like on Christmas Eve. Collin so handsome and dapper with his Christmas tie. He gets kind of a shy amused smile when he presents himself. Then collapses into me in a rare and cherished hug. As overwhelmed as I am by how grown up he looks and feels.

And Sadie all dressed in her "fancy party dress". With her "fancy black shoes" and "sparkly tights". She twirls and dances, which is more of a waist wiggle in front of her mirror once dressed. Then slowly and carefully approaches people with the look on her face that says, "Aren't I the most beautiful girl you've ever seen?" Yes baby, you truly are.

And here they are with their Daddy, the fabulous Mikie D. Without whom they would not be possible. You see here 2 kids who worship their Dad and appropriately so. He plays games, reads stories, tucks them into bed and showers them with attention and devotion. We're all so lucky to have each other.


Love,
Momgun