Showing posts with label family portraits. Show all posts
Showing posts with label family portraits. Show all posts
Monday, April 12, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Making cute babies is a talent of mine (& Paul's)
These are some of my favorites. I have a CD with all of the high resolution images and a release to print them! So for family that wants any pics, just let me know. All of the pictures are available and fully edited in both color and black & white courtesy of Kami Brady.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Elliot's 1 yr photo session
I think this slideshow will only work for 10 days, but I'm not sure. I love the ones of him & Noah together. So cute!
www.kamibradyphotography.com/slideshows/Elliot
*Warning to slackers checking this at work - there is music with the slideshow, so turn off your volume/speakers if you don't want it to play*
www.kamibradyphotography.com/slideshows/Elliot
*Warning to slackers checking this at work - there is music with the slideshow, so turn off your volume/speakers if you don't want it to play*
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Interesting Night
The day started normally, at least normal by our latest standards. I was up and out of the house to work at 5:00 AM, trying to get some catch-up time in before the weekend got too crazy. Mandy had planned a 2:00 PM session with a local photographer to capture some good quality photos of Elliot's first birthday, and hopefully some good ones of the two interacting together, and by "interacting", we mean ones that didn't involve taking toys away from the other, hitting and crying. It went surprisingly well - pics to follow later, I'm sure.
Afterwards, we headed to Mandy's parents' house, with a stop off beforehand in the smokiest cafe/drugstore that I've ever been to - Tara's Cafe, located inside the Dryden's Drugstore - to load the kids up on sugar and ice cream. It's ironic that one side is selling the patch, and other "quit smoking" aids, and the other side is openly flaunting that philosophy.
We spent a few hours at the boys' grandparents' playing and eating, and then I left for home around 7:30 with the boys so Mandy could stay and visit. I spent most of the ride home trying to keep Elliot awake, and was anticipating a pretty smooth bedtime routine. I stopped at the intersection that our house is at, and as I started turning right I noticed movement off to my left. Looking over, I saw three police cars coming down the street, lights off, and one coming from in front of me, lights also off.
Police patrol presence in our neighborhood has been beefed up quite a bit lately, due to a serial rapist currently being actively sought. Initially I thought they might just be patroling. As my feeble brain was trying to process it - "...but four cars? ...lights off? - I was already moving, so I hit the gas and turned into our driveway and into the garage, keeping an eye out for whoever they were keeping an eye out for.
As the door closed, and I started getting the boys out, I heard our dog barking - something he never does just because we come home. I knew something was up, so I flipped the dvd in the van back on and left them strapped to their seats, went inside and locked the garage door in the kitchen. I walked in cautiously, moving towards the front of the house and flipping on lights as I went. It was then I saw four policemen walking up the driveway that separates our house from the neighbor's.
I walked outside as they started running towards the back of the house yelling loudly. I went back inside, to the kitchen window where I could see them pointing their guns at a guy in a t-shirt sitting on the roof of my neighbor's garage. About 30 seconds later, there were about 10 cops all over the place, yelling at him to get down. He politely declined, and about 10 seconds later two other cops appeared on the roof from behind him and tossed him off into the hands of about six others, who proceeded to dogpile him, cuff him and lead him away. It was then I noticed about eight or ten other police cars parked out front. One neighbor said they counted 12. Keep in mind this all happened in the span of a few minutes.
Once all that was over, I got the boys out of the van and brought them into the house, where Elliot started playing with toys and Noah started watching his movie. Between the police coming to the door, dogs barking and all the police lights going, neither one even noticed.
Our neighbor across the street had seen him hiding in our front yard, then take off running towards the back, and called the police who responded in just a couple minutes. Turns out it was some 25-year old from out of town who had gotten smashed at a nearby pub crawl. Guy was probably walking home and looking for a jacket or something to keep warm in the freezing cold, if he was even coherent enough to feel it, and picked the wrong neighborhood and wrong point in time to go wandering around people's houses at night.
That guy's certainly going to have some regrets about his entanglement with the legal establishment tomorrow morning, but for me, it was a highly entertaining end to the evening. Like watching my very own "Cops" episode, a show that, much to Mandy's chagrin, I will stop and watch every time it comes on.
Afterwards, we headed to Mandy's parents' house, with a stop off beforehand in the smokiest cafe/drugstore that I've ever been to - Tara's Cafe, located inside the Dryden's Drugstore - to load the kids up on sugar and ice cream. It's ironic that one side is selling the patch, and other "quit smoking" aids, and the other side is openly flaunting that philosophy.
We spent a few hours at the boys' grandparents' playing and eating, and then I left for home around 7:30 with the boys so Mandy could stay and visit. I spent most of the ride home trying to keep Elliot awake, and was anticipating a pretty smooth bedtime routine. I stopped at the intersection that our house is at, and as I started turning right I noticed movement off to my left. Looking over, I saw three police cars coming down the street, lights off, and one coming from in front of me, lights also off.
Police patrol presence in our neighborhood has been beefed up quite a bit lately, due to a serial rapist currently being actively sought. Initially I thought they might just be patroling. As my feeble brain was trying to process it - "...but four cars? ...lights off? - I was already moving, so I hit the gas and turned into our driveway and into the garage, keeping an eye out for whoever they were keeping an eye out for.
As the door closed, and I started getting the boys out, I heard our dog barking - something he never does just because we come home. I knew something was up, so I flipped the dvd in the van back on and left them strapped to their seats, went inside and locked the garage door in the kitchen. I walked in cautiously, moving towards the front of the house and flipping on lights as I went. It was then I saw four policemen walking up the driveway that separates our house from the neighbor's.
I walked outside as they started running towards the back of the house yelling loudly. I went back inside, to the kitchen window where I could see them pointing their guns at a guy in a t-shirt sitting on the roof of my neighbor's garage. About 30 seconds later, there were about 10 cops all over the place, yelling at him to get down. He politely declined, and about 10 seconds later two other cops appeared on the roof from behind him and tossed him off into the hands of about six others, who proceeded to dogpile him, cuff him and lead him away. It was then I noticed about eight or ten other police cars parked out front. One neighbor said they counted 12. Keep in mind this all happened in the span of a few minutes.
Once all that was over, I got the boys out of the van and brought them into the house, where Elliot started playing with toys and Noah started watching his movie. Between the police coming to the door, dogs barking and all the police lights going, neither one even noticed.
Our neighbor across the street had seen him hiding in our front yard, then take off running towards the back, and called the police who responded in just a couple minutes. Turns out it was some 25-year old from out of town who had gotten smashed at a nearby pub crawl. Guy was probably walking home and looking for a jacket or something to keep warm in the freezing cold, if he was even coherent enough to feel it, and picked the wrong neighborhood and wrong point in time to go wandering around people's houses at night.
That guy's certainly going to have some regrets about his entanglement with the legal establishment tomorrow morning, but for me, it was a highly entertaining end to the evening. Like watching my very own "Cops" episode, a show that, much to Mandy's chagrin, I will stop and watch every time it comes on.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Professional Portraits
These are Elliot's first professional portraits. Snuck in a few family pics too. If you want a sneak peek go to:
http://www.kdog.com/
Click on Portraits
Click on Client Area
Password is: tho
http://www.kdog.com/
Click on Portraits
Click on Client Area
Password is: tho
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