Luke meets Santa...

12 Months of Luke

Happy Birthday to my sweet baby boy. Words could not tell how you have blessed our lives for the past 12 months!

First trip to Disneyland!

Finally the day we have waited for since before Luke was born! I think everybody fantasizes about taking their kids to Disneyland before they have kids...right? It was so much fun! We went for my niece's birthday, but since they were only born a week (and 2 years) apart it was kinda for Luke's birthday too. He enjoyed it a lot more than we expected him to. He loved seeing little kids everywhere and he was waving to everybody from his stroller the whole day!

Luke and mommy went on the teacups together because daddy didn't feel like ralphing. Weirdo. Luke liked it a lot at first and then he must have got dizzy because he was done after a while.

Small World was definitely Luke's favorite. This was his face throughout the entire ride:

He wasn't too happy in this picture because we made him look at the camera and he was still trying to bask in the glory of Small World.

All bundled up for the parade, which he slept through =(

I still remember how good it felt to sleep when I was little after a long day at Disneyland.

Such a FUN day!!!

First Haircut!

The first haircut is a little sad. Those were the first hairs that ever grew on my baby's head! I was reluctant to cut Luke's hair, but I promised myself once it got close to his first birthday I would do it. Everywhere we went people would say, "I love his crazy hair", Todd told me that was all they could think of to say because they didn't want to say "He looks ridiculous!". Either way, I loved my baby boy's soft hair, but I still love him bunches with short hair, and I must admit he looks a little less homeless!

BEFORE

"Fluff" a.k.a. my resignation letter

Recently I decided to give up photography as a profession. Growing up I always wanted to be a photographer (which is weird because I didn't realize that I had said that the whole time I was growing up until someone who I was taking pictures of pointed it out to me!). I always told people "That way I can have a job AND be a stay at home Mom." I love photography! I love when people tell me that they love my pictures. I know I loved our wedding photographer so much and her pictures made me happy. I loved the idea of making people happy with my small amount of talent!

A few weeks ago I had an experience where I thought I was going to die. That sounds SO dramatic, and is so funny, because it turns out I just had the flu. But I felt worse than I ever had in my entire life and for the first time EVER, I really thought that I wasn't going to make it. Laugh all you want, but hey, I got a lesson out of it, and so it was worth it. I sat in the ER for hours, and all I could think about the whole time is what I could be doing differently in my life. I didn't feel like I was a bad person or making horrible choices, but I realized that I could be spending so much more time with my family. Specifically, my sweet baby boy who is growing up all too fast! As soon as I got better I made the choice to quit photography. I'm sure to a lot of people think I just look like a total flake, but I know it was the right thing to do!

In church last Sunday we had a lesson about 'fluff', yes fluff. The teacher talked about how there just isn't enough time in life to do everything we want to do. If we try we end up pushing out something else that is, most likely, extremely important. She suggested that we get rid of the fluff in our lives to make room for the things that matter most. So this is me, getting rid of the fluff!

This is why I quit photography: