our snaps (april 09)

i’ve had some personal photos i have wanted to share this month, but haven’t done it for some reason. but now i am.

first up are some shots i got of anna one morning before it was time to get ready for school. this look is entirely her own, i had no part in it. she is still obsessed over her skates, and i laugh because she reminds me of one of those roller skating waitress pin up girls from the 1950’s, what with her ample and scrumptious little girl roundness and the way she rolls and turns doing chores or helping me in the kitchen.

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one of her favorite things to ask me to do is walk quickly holding her hand through our main rooms downstairs, and then turn, spinning her and letting her go at the same time. she spins and flies into the other room, giggling madly, her eyes wild with happiness.

a couple more from that morning. expressions that are so completely natural, so completely her.

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and there was the afternoon that i watched the falconbridge girls. yindi entertained me with the way she ate cheerio’s. the girls were up to their usual antics of running around in the backyard in their birthday suits. this time with more mud! and chalk rubbings of bottoms and hands and bellies!

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then there was easter. we had a really nice, quiet morning at home. rachel and i had decorated the kitchen table the night before, filling the baskets, and hiding eggs all over the downstairs and backyard. i was jarred out of sleep in the morning by anna, who came rushing up to my side of the bed, whispering loudly, “MOM! ITS A MIRACLE! the easter bunny hid eggs! AND HE LEFT ONE IN MY ROOM!”

the easter bunny smiled and kissed her excited little girl. she thought about staying in bed but couldnt resist the excitement. plus she wanted to see who was the one to find the egg inside of the BBQ. (it was nathan).

after the hunt, and a big homemade breakfast, we all got ready for the beach to meet up with my family for an afternoon beach picnic.

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unfortunately, the weather uncooperated with our plans, and after a few hours of biting cold wind, we decided to head back to our neighborhood pool. the weather we experienced at home was completely different from what was happening at the beach.

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and then, just a couple of days ago: these.

these.

when i looked through the camera and saw him standing there, looking at me, i was startled at what i saw happening on his face. its something i see nearly every time i photograph a young teenage boy. a look of polite reluctance, measuring me up, not quite daring to open up all of the way. there is an age when children lose the total abandon into which they look into a camera lens. when their self consciousness comes to the surface. for drew, it has happened. i snapped twice before it registered, and then i put my camera down and laughed and ruffled his hair, nudged his shoulder, told him to cut it out, and smothered his head with kisses.

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  1. the b/w photos of your son are stunning – can’t express it in words, but somehow it just reached out and grabbed me – what beautiful photos of a beautiful soul

  2. PS: i’d love to see a picture of you at Anna’s current age – can’t help believe you looked like this at her age – she’s the spitin’ image of you

  3. Having one of those same boys (mine is almost 13) I can totally understand. It hit me last year after I took a couple of pictures of my oldest at his last football game.
    I will be honest, it brought tears to my eyes.
    And no matter how gawky they seem, we love them all the more!

  4. your photos are always so beautiful & inspiring….thank you for always sharing. My camera sits on my countertop at all times, but I still forget to grab it sometimes–and you always remind me.

  5. Anna and her roller skates! The kid almost gave me a heart attack wizzing around your house like a bat outta hell! I love the Cheerio picture too. Something that happens everyday at our house that I would never think to capture. Great pictures!

  6. i LOVE your personal posts, tara! just as you have inspired me professionally to get off my duff and follow my dreams, you have also inspired me personally to capture the everyday moments of our lives. these kinds of photos are what kept me coming back to your blog over and over in the beginning. seeing drew so grown up – and remembering photos of him when he wasn’t! – gives me a glimpse of what I am headed for as my own little guy grows up. thanks so much for sharing your life!

  7. How cool is your big girl all chilled out on the lounger taking it all in, what a teenager! and that top right one of Annas face… and Yindis hand and 2 muddy girls, and BEAUTIFUL BOYS!!!
    beautiful, beautiful, beautiful!

  8. re: the kitchen cabinets. they are almost flat black paint, with chalkboard paint in the inserts of all the doors.
    we keep a jar of chalk on the counter and invite anyone who visits to leave us a note.
    before this, they were builders grade oak cabinets.

  9. when you type (as i read) i hear your voice inside my head. i loved every one of these photos. i love looking/reading/hearing about you, your family…..so wonderful.

  10. i heart all of these pics of the kiddos! the one’s of drew melted my heart. My son Cade is soo in that stage right now. Made me realize how bad I need to take some new snapshots of him. it is totally bitter-sweet…but mostly bitter I have to admit! This life is happening so fast. xoxo

  11. Hey! I just love your style and your pictures! I live in Germany and I just can’t find a photographer whose pictures are even half as awesome as yours… Do you – by any chance – can recommend a photographer from Germany? Unfortunately it’s just too complicated to fly to the U.S. to get my pictures taken. Greetings from Germany – Philippa

  12. Wow Tara..those last two of Drew took my breath away. Get ready for the girls to start calling — if they haven’t already. He’s a little heartbreaker

    PS – Freckles — at any age — on boys are adorable.

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