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It’s getting tougher and tougher to do photo sessions on the weekends now, so I’ve considered doing quick 60-minute sessions during my lunch hour on some days. I tried this today with my old Stacey intern and we had a

Turner was transfixed on the metal turtle trivet today. This is another thing I don’t understand.

Turner has been going through a phase where he’s interested with rocks, tree bark, sticks, and now leaves (which he was previously scared of). This large one was in the house when I got home today, so here’s a macro

I went over to Marathon Village today to get some shots of deteriorated walls for some backgrounds. This is a simple one I ended up with.

We recently started seating Weston in Turner’s old seat at the table. They both seem to enjoy it.

This is the strap of my bass guitar. This was actually the strap that Arlo used because I think Jeremy found it at a gig. Then Traci used it during her brief stint as a bass player (because she thought

Since Turner had learned that I’d faced my fear of flying, he decided he was ready to face his fear of getting a hair cut. He was a little scared at first, but he soon calmed down and even smiled

I was glad to be heading back home today. The first half of the day was spent in meetings that basically just wrapped up what we had been discussing the past few days. Then we said our goodbyes and headed

After our long meeting today (and before we had dinner at Biaggi’s Italian Restaurant), I went by a nearby gift shop to see if I could find some gifts for the boys. Luckily, they had some large smooth rocks that