My Sweet Little Cousin Hal

I do so love to take pictures, and I do love my precious little Canon Rebel, and I'm growing to love Photoshop Elements more and more as I make my way through "Photoshop Elements for Dummies" (oh, but I'm NOT kidding!!). All three of these loves are coming together as I've taken some senior photos for friends and family in the last week.

The first of these photos were of my sweet little cousin Hal...

...well, he is sweet, and he's still my cousin Hal, but he's not little anymore. Hal has grown into a very handsome and thoughtful young man. He even found an "oldies" station (you know, REO Speedwagon and all of those other "oldies"!) for me as we were driving from place to place taking photos.

Here are a few of my favorites. To Hal's mama...your jump drive of pictures will be in the mail in the next couple of days...it was my honor to capture your little boy, or, I mean, your young man on film.

3rd Grade

Mrs. Nicholson was my 3rd grade teacher. I wore french braids almost every day. I practiced piano every morning before school. My sweet pretend brother was born that year. We now call him Bubba. Mrs. Nicholson had young daughters. I wanted to be a mama like her when I grew up. We visited my aunt and uncle in Texas that year. It was the first time I'd ever flown on an airplane. I got my name on the board for pulling Jacob Sterenberg's hair. Mrs. Nicholson told him I teased him because I liked him. That made me cry and run to the bathroom. I hid on top of the toilet seat so that no one could find me. I had a red notebook. We kept our notebooks on a shelf at the back of the room. I learned to draw pretty flower vines. I made flower vine drawings for everyone I knew. I don't remember a single friend from that year. I'm fairly certain I had a lot of friends. I gave Mrs. Nicholson a sun tea pitcher for a gift at the end of the year.

Isaac starts 3rd grade tomorrow. Mrs. Nicholson is his 3rd grade teacher. I wonder what things he'll remember about this year when he is 34...

I can hear the school bells ringing...

It's almost time for our little preschooler and 3rd grader to go to school this fall. One of the ways I can tell its coming is that Grammie takes us out to eat and to buy new shoes. Grammie buys the shoes every year, and the sizes just keep getting larger and larger...its astounding!!