Saturday, February 14, 2015

Valentine's Photobust: 2015 edition

You may recall our ridiculous Valentine's Photobust of 2014. Somehow between then and now, my standards have been raised (even though my experience over the past year does nothing to back up that questionable assumption).  I actually foresaw both children in the same photo (can you imagine?). And I envisioned the boys wearing bright red lipstick, embracing one other in a loving brotherly hug, smiling naturally, and covering each other with adorable and perfectly-formed kisses. And all of this was to be done outside. So idyllic right?

Wrong.

Well, for starters the lighting was terrible. And I did absolutely nothing about putting any kind of effort in to seek out a location with better lighting.

Stefan continually requested more lipstick then screamed bloody murder when I backed up half a foot to attempt a photo. The poor kid is currently cutting all four two-year molars, so I'll grant him a little grace there (*cringe*).


Meanwhile, there was Fraser.


And that's it. That's all I got.

Hahahaha.

In other news, 12 years ago today, Lowell and I just "hung out" as "friends" and it just happened to be Valentine's Day. Lowell ended up asking me out in the most creative way possible, I said yes, and the rest is history. Best decision ever!

The earliest photo that I could find from our super mature dating days. Yes, we look 12.
Happy Valentine's Day!

Sunday, February 08, 2015

Picture perfect!

Rachel Joyce Photography has knocked our socks off once again!

In October 2013, she nailed a G family sesh, and this time she rocked it with the T fam. I had every intention of linking my post of the G family shots for your viewing pleasure, but, um, THERE ISN'T ONE. Uhhhh... PARDON ME??!?! I have blogged about ridiculous meaningless things such as attempting to make pepper-purchasing cheaper by removing the stems... and I didn't blog THAT?! Beloved family photos?! Clearly an oversight that must be remedied... I will simply overload you with photos in this single outrageously long post.

It was a chilly morning in late December when Rachel met us at Mom & Dad T's farm to capture these gems...


 
Possibly my favourite photo of all time.
Stefan was none to happy with me for dropping him in the car and running. Let's get a close up of that shall we?
Hahaha. Poor sweet soul!
The whole gang!
Each quilt was made by either Rachel herself (I know... the array of her artistic ability is sickening) or Great Grandma T (who also possessed an unfair amount of creative talent).
Grandpa pointing out the intricacies of the quilt ;).

Rachel was so patient even though for SURE she was about to lose a few fingers to frostbite. That's commitment!

And now let's flash back to October 2013. It was also a nippy morning when she snapped THESE beauties of the G fam at Henderson Lake in Lethbridge...

Again... quilt made by Great Grandma T!
Eek how cute?! Fraser was two and Stefan was 6 months... so itty bitty adorable!
The original six.
Twinzies!
Sistas!
Fraser and fun auntie Shareen!

I think it goes without saying that I highly (oh so highly!) recommend Rachel. If you're looking for some outstanding photography from a kind, patient, wonderful-with-kids, quick-witted, easy-on-the-eyes, talented woman... book 'er.

Saturday, January 31, 2015

In search of Taylor Swift tickets!

The short version:
I am looking to procure two tickets for Taylor Swift’s Edmonton concert on August 4th or 5th.

The long version:
I have somewhat of a celebrity bucket list:
  • Andy Griffith aka Matlock aka my absolute number one all time favourite. He passed away before I got a chance to meet him... so sad! I MAY have even sent him fan mail back in the snail mail actual-letter-writing days. (But I can not confirm or deny that.)
  •  Celine Dion. CHECK. Well, I would still love to MEET her, but at least we saw her in concert (and it was fantastically amazing).
  •  Ellen. Because obviously.
  •  Taylor Swift. Again… obviously.
Only two celebrity encounters left to cross off the ol bucket list... Ellen & Taylor. When I heard that Taylor Swift would be performing in Edmonton this summer, I was totally on board. Unfortunately, the week of Colbie’s passing/funeral coincided with ticket sales, and as much as I love T Swizzle, ticket purchasing wasn’t even on my radar. Not surprisingly, they sold out quickly and I was left ticketless. Initially I simply brushed it off and acted all calm and cool and like, ‘ah well, I’ll catch her next time she’s in Alberta.”

Then I hung out with Liz.



Liz is married to my cousin, Theo. We’ve clicked since we met, but this time was different. This time I realized that she is my American counterpart. As in, she is ME… but from the states and wears glasses. After hours of hanging out, I decided to nonchalantly toss out the words “Taylor Swift” and gauge her reaction. She casually responded that she liked Taylor also, but then we saw a glint in each others' eyes and our interaction rapidly escalated to “OH MY GOODNESS SHE’S THE BEST EVER I TOTALLY LOVE HER” and one small step away from a teary-eyed embrace over our mutual love of Taylor Swift. It was at this point that we decided- regardless of our current state of ticketlessness—to be in Edmonton in August. So it would probably be good if, you know, we had tickets.

SO! If you have tickets that you can no longer use (preferably in the front row… or on her lap. Haha), or if you know someone who does, please contact us! And hopefully we don’t walk directly into a scam here.

I'll just be over here on the edge of my seat... crossing my fingers!

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Ski-sonal Fun!



Our first full family ski trip was a success. The Fraselator tore up the slopes (well, the bunny hill... with a harness...) and 21-month old Stefan rocked his first time on skis!

Getting ready! God bless the creator of the spacious mini van with collapsible back seats.

Let's do this.


Lowell is typically a snowboarder, but is contemplating entering the skiing world as it would be easier for him visually as well as with the kids. On this particular occasion, however, he taught Stefan the ropes on foot. Lowell, Stefan, and the hoola hoop hung out on the wee training hill while Fraser and I were a little more adventurous. 

Lowell was very impressed that Stefan caught on to the whole balance thing SO fast.
Game face.
It was so windy that we came to a dead stop mid-hill. I'm actually kind of impressed that we didn't get blown back UP the hill...
I'm confident that next time Fraser will attempt the teeny tiny training hill sans harness. So proud!
Daddy cuddle break.
Wiped.
It was rather an exhausting endeavor for us parentals, but totally worth it. Both boys fell asleep about three seconds after getting in the car, and slept the entire way home. Fraser jolted up as we pulled into our driveway and blurted in a partial awake state, "I LOVE SKIING!". Haha... a worthwhile experience indeed.