To book a session for May 2013 please contact me using the top or side bar contact links.

Just before the craziness began I decided to not renew my web-site, and go to a fully functioning blog-site.  In one place be able to see all the new photoshoots and glimpses into my life, as well as pricing and scheduling information.  Oh wait, but all those ideas came right before things changed to survival mode.  Gotta love the timing of life!  But I promise, all will be sorted out soon here on the old (and new) blog.

But right NOW, Christmas trees have been taken down, the New Year has arrived, and Spring is fast approaching.  I am currently booking into March for the 2013 Spring season.  If you are interested in booking a session–do so now!  With my stomach growing bigger by the minute, and a baby due to arrive in June, spaces will be limited.

I can’t wait for another great season with all my favorite returning clients and new friends to come!  So contact me using the top or side contact links to get a current list of available dates and pricing, or to schedule your Spring session.

Thank you all!  Here’s to a wonderful 2013!

Kalli

And these adorable faces–the best.

At the end of every session I turn to Mom and Dad and ask if there are any other ideas or poses they would like me to capture with camera before we finish up, and then I turn to the kids and ask them the same question.  Possibly the funnest part–because kids ALWAYS have an idea.    Enter this next picture:

Your first day of kindergarten is fast approaching.  And with each passing day I see in your face how scared you are.  I imagine the tightening in your chest, the lightness in your head, and the butterflies in your stomach.  I can imagine it so well because I am feeling it, too.  Right alongside you.  And I want you to know you are not alone.  I try not to let my face reflect the anguish I am feeling, I try to turn my head when the tears start to burn, because I am trying to be brave for you.  And then I look into your eyes and see how brave you are trying to be for me.  Together I think we make a terrible brave and stoic mess.  Maybe we should just sit down and cry together.  Stop pretending.  But I’m not sure if that will make it any easier.

I know in my heart you are ready.  But these last few days are full of last minute cramming and quizzing.  “Mackay, remember the vowels are A, E, I, O, U.”  “Mackay, make sure you wipe your mouth off after lunch—you don’t want to walk around all day with food on your face.”  “Mackay, to make a friend just go up to someone nice and ask her name. Ask her favorite color.”  If hers is purple, too, you know you have found a best friend. “Mackay, remember my phone number, and address, and license plate number.”  Remember how to get to your classroom.  Remember that no kid can make you feel bad about yourself, because you are beautiful, and you are big, and you are smart.  But if someone says something mean, feel free to punch them in the face.  Remember that it’s okay to cry.  But try not to.  It’s probably not a good idea to sing in the bathroom.

And when you find your first crush, please be sure to tell me his name.   My first crush was in kindergarten, too.  His name was Brad.  He was so handsome and funny.  One day I wore my most beautiful dress to school to impress him.  He noticed.  But he told me my dress made me look pregnant.  I was devastated.  Make sure to tell me the name of your second crush, too.

On your first day of school I want you to look nice.  I want your hair to be perfect.  I want you to remember what you learned in school.  I want you to make lots of friends.  But the most important thing I want you to remember is to be kind.  To everyone.  (Sometimes boys need to be punched, but you can still be nice to them, too.) That is the most important thing that you need to remember for your whole life.  Because that may be the only thing that ever really matters.  Not grades, or hair, or shoes, or popularity, really.

And also remember that I really, really love you.  And every minute you are gone I am thinking about you.  And missing you.  And rooting for you.  Because you can do it.  We can do it.  And we will—come Monday.