Aww man... Why did I open her blog today? haha. Just kidding, I love you. And your blog. So, this assignment proved a bit trickier for me, since many of the picture folders I have are of past clients. I have model releases for most, but lately, since I am not advertising, I have slacked off in this.

The actual 6th folder belonged to a client who is an attorney. No way. No how. Not opening that can of worms!
The next folder was the thumbnails from my old website gallery, and then there was one of my AIM buddy icons, so I actually had to go to the 8th folder... but, whatever.



This is my precious nephew. He was almost 1 at this session- as it was November of 2007. His mommy is one of my younger sisters. I love almost everything about her.
Almost Everything.
One thing about her makes me want to scream. It will explain the bells he is holding.

See, my sister is the dreaded type of relative that always buys your kid the most obnoxiously loud or large toy she can. And thinks it is the BEST gift EVER!!!! She gets more excited about it than the kids do. Seriously, folks. It is sad.
On the list of toys she has purchased for my children:
1. A motorized Harley Davidson Powerwheels... it was ridden maybe 3 times by my 2 yr old son. Then it sat in my single car garage for a year. I couldn't put my car inside the garage for a year because of this toy.
2. A 3 ft wide and 6 foot deep basketball game (like the ones you see at an arcade. the ones you shoot the ball at the hoop and they roll back down to you.) Our house at the time was 900 sqft. It wouldn't fit in my son's room, so guess where it went?
Yup. And I had just sold the Powerwheel in a yard sale. My car was forced outside again. Lucky for us, the thing broke after a few weeks, but the headboard haunted us until we moved.
3. Are you ready? A KARAOKE machine. Yeah. Please refer to #2 and note the size of my home. Enough said.

This year, I had a temporary lapse in judgment and actually suggested she get all the boy nephews slingshots (with real marble shots) and crossbows. So far God is protecting them- nothing has been broken and noone hurt. I may have hidden them, but I would deny it if brought up in front of the children. ;)

So this brings us to the bells. God love her, we were at Hobby Lobby looking for things to make Christmas crafts, and almost made it out without anything obnoxious. Almost. Just as we started putting items on the register she spotted a "precious" (her words) set of bells that were all different colors and labeled with the notes. She immediately threw them on the counter. I immediately threw up a little in my mouth.

The rest of our holiday weekend ( God was gracious in keeping it short) was filled with the joyous sounds of children playing together, people cooking the Thanksgiving meal, guys watching football, and my sister- trying to play the variety of songs that were included in the booklet that accompanied the "precious" bells, and then the other kids taking her cue and running through the house as though the redcoats were invading.

As we started taking pictures for their family Christmas card, Anna ran to get the red and green bells. Aww...the perfect props.

It was "precious."
:)

If you read it, and you have a blog.... YOU ARE TAGGED!

1. GO TO PICTURES
2. GO TO 6TH FOLDER
3. GO TO 6TH PICTURE
4. BLOG ABOUT IT!