1.08.2010

The fam. The barn. The photos.

Instead of a post where I'm taking shots at my family, I thought I'd post some great shots of my family instead, taken by my sister last month.

My family will be so relieved.

On the state road between my neighborhood and the town with the nearest grocery store (don't get me started), there's an old barn by the side of the road. As a bona-fide City Girl who's been displaced on the prairie for a while now, I've always made it a point to ignore the abject ruralness of my surroundings... however, since I'M NOT ABLE TO PURCHASE TOILET PAPER WITHOUT DRIVING TO ANOTHER TOWN (in case you haven't caught on, this is an open, festering wound that has pained me every day for five and a half years)... I drive on this road, and by this barn, quite a bit.

A couple years ago I finally noticed the barn—really looked at it—and was immediately taken in by the peeling red paint on the old planks, the tattered window inset with a rusty piece of tin… I guess I was channeling Laura Ingalls, because then and there I decided that the barn would be an awesome background for family pictures.

It took some time for the planets to align (sister in town with her camera... a quiet Sunday afternoon... two boys willing to humor me for 20 minutes between football games), but align they did—and these were the result.

I. HEART. THESE. PHOTOS. Hope you do, too. :)


The Christmas card photo (sorry if you didn't get one, I didn't order enough).


Here's my teenager—who, much to my dismay, is routinely mistaken for a member of the Wolf Pack by every 13-year-old girl within 20 miles.
Coincidentally, I'm looking into several all-male schools out of state...

Love this photo. LOVE. THIS. BOY.


Here we are, snuggling together.
Only one of us was really up for getting cozy... I'll let you decide who.


Isn't my hubby cute, too?


I'm SO happy that we'll be growing old and incontinent together.


There's that window I was talking about... cool, huh?
(Is it weird to be obsessed by a window for two years?)


I have no idea why Tyler stays in his room a lot...


It's not like I smother him or anything.
(Dave is desperately hoping we'll be done soon, because the Chargers are playing the Cowboys and he doesn't want to miss the kickoff.)


If I ever get my act together enough to write and publish a book, this is the photo I'll be using on my book jacket.
(Unless it doesn't happen for 20 more years and my hairstyle is completely outdated.)






2 comments:

Sandra said...

Those are some sweet photos lady. Love the barn and you do look pretty hot in your solo photo sista! Tyler is almost taller than you, crazy stuff! Super cute fam.

Christy said...

Love the pics. What a good looking bunch!