Monday, September 28, 2009

Our First Family Photo Shoot

Family pictures are funny things... they can look contrived, posed, and formal, or they can look casual, natural, and in the moment. We are very fortunate to have a dear friend who is a master of the art of the latter type of photography, and even more fortunate to have had her take our family's first "official" photographs.

When your family is emerging, developing, and still creating itself - like ours so clearly is - the notion of "family" pictures can be difficult. I wondered if Tyla, who might not feel like we're her family yet, would be okay with a stranger photographing our family. There were a few awkward moments ("Can you say 'Mom has stinky feet'?", followed by silence and confusion, as she hasn't called either of us "mom" yet). But on the whole, Rona made us feel comfortable and kept things fun. Even though the evening began with resistance to the whole idea of being photographed, it ended with smiles and giggles and lots of chatter - which is Tyla's way of telling us she's doing okay.

All photos by the amazing Rona Andreas (http://ronaandreas.blogspot.com/).






Tuesday, September 22, 2009

It's been a while...

I've been absent from the blogging world for a few weeks now. Life is insane. School is insane. Work is insane. I am insane.

I'd post pictures, but I've misplaced our camera (and yes, it had Tyla's first day of school photos on it - and no, I hadn't downloaded them yet). I'd write something interesting, but I've misplaced my brain. It appears to be on essential services mode - only essential information is getting in or out, and not much information seems to be sticking around. My brain has turned to mush.

Hopefully I'll be able to write more soon. There is so much to write about - Tyla's first day of school adventure and how it took 3 schools before we found one she could attend; her first attempt at riding the bus that nearly sent Lisa over the bend; how I'm now the coach of her soccer team, even though I've never played soccer in my life; and how a 6-year-old responds to all of the Britney Spears music mysteriously "disappearing" from her mp3 player.

For now, this is all I've got in me. We'll talk soon.