I honestly don’t think I would care if I found out no one reads my blog. This blog totally keeps me on track with taking pictures of my kids and the latest happenings in their life. Let’s face it, I haven’t been the best at keeping up with their baby books, but I feel like this blog will save me in the future when they are giving me the guilt trip of not writing too much in their baby books.
Winter is my slower season with the business so it has been so lovely spending more time with the kids. I can’t get enough of them. Sage is a bundle of fearless energy. The girl is a dare devil. I can’t believe it. I never dreamed after having such a wild little guy that my girly girl would be so daring and bold. Even though she loves a good wrestle with her boys she just as much loves mommy’s make up and jewelery. She reminds me now to put a “pretties” in her hair. ha!
The other day after running errands, she started crying when we pulled into our community letting me know she wasn’t happy to be home. She kept shouting, “no home, more shopping mommy”. She pushes her little grocery cart around saying “I’m shopping.” I’m not even a huge shopper at all, but she loves being out and about and meeting new people.
Here are some recent pics…
I did set up the backdrop earlier in the week for my niece’s photo shoot. Sage is obsessed with this white chair so she immediately jumped into the set. I actually adore this picture of her crazy hair.

Speaking of crazy hair…



Help! Sage is stuck! (this wasn’t pretty after I snapped this shot.)

When Sage naps, I make Abel have quiet time of some sort. (more like, let mommy rest and get a few things done without kids talking to me and pulling on my leg.) He sometimes likes to get out the little shuffle and listen to music. I walked in and saw this…awesome sauce!


His shirt is fitting, don’t you think. “Born Wild”

Sage’s buddy, Levi, came over the other day. Aren’t they cute together.


My niece is turning one soon! She is a feisty one and full of energy. She’s extremely expressive and busy (and quite talkative too. It must be the Italian in our blood that has our babies talking so early). My sister wanted one good shot for her one year picture. Let me tell you, this 11 month old had me working hard to get these pictures.


