Liam David Henton Morris – Covington Georgia ie my backyard

It sucks every parent in no matter what it seems. Those dreaded, and terrible, school commissioned pictures. Usually Spencer insists that I buy a few and I am not too hard to convince because it’s nostalgic and I like nostalgia. This fall, I did not order them because Liam seemed to have forgotten how to smile. Fortunately with the way it works now I can order them whenever I want online if I have a change of heart. ;)

Due to all of the above, I am very glad that I took him outside that day after school and got my handsome man in all of his cuteness.

SEE!?!?!

And then I got some shots that you can not get from school images. Liam fully enjoying some of those “boy and his dog” moments that will make me smile for years and years to come.

Although, I have to say, THIS one is my favorite. To the untrained eye, it may look like the others just above. . .but, AHHHHH, it is not.

When reviewing these priceless gems, Liam and I caught this and got a bad case of the giggles. Good stuff, seriously good stuff. And look at that, a REAL, genuine, honest to goodness smile. These do not happen too often in pictures. This momma couldn’t be any happier when they make their rare, mythical appearance. contact me or view my online portfolio. . .

Just for you Mom

Taking a break from an INCREDIBLY lazy Memorial Day weekend to post some pictures of Liam and his "little sister" just for Mom.
The whole story behind Milo is that Spencer and I have been wanting to get a pet for some time but could not decide what to get because Spencer did NOT want to get a dog. Well after many vetoes on other pets that just weren't practical, we finally decided a dog would be okay if we got the right size (it helped that Mom and Dad were paying the startup vet costs for us as a gift to Liam).

Enter Milo into our lives and pure chaos has ensued. She is the sweetest thing and really very good but I always seem to get dogs at the most inopportune times (like the week before I give birth...SARA) and they ad to the stress. In this case, we got her the day Spencer started his new job. BAD idea. Since we both have to get up early in the morning we take turns getting up with her in the middle of the night. Unfortunately this means that we have been a bit crankier than normal because of it.

The second part of the stress of having a dog is explaining to a 4 year old not to freak out when she jumps on him or nips at him. Constant refrains of "NO BITE!" "She's biting me!" "OW! She bit me!" "OW! She scratched me!" is not fun to deal with. On our end, there is the constant "Liam, that's the way she plays." "Liam, don't pop her unless she hurts you." "Liam if you don't want her to bite you don't put your hand in her face like that." and so forth and so on.

{{SIGH}}

We've only had her two weeks today, it'll get better. . .right?I know you can't tell from the fun he is having right here, but right after this he ran to us crying because a riled up Milo was "attacking" him. Lord forbid she broke some skin.