A Weekend to Remember

For Christmas, Josh's parents paid for us to go to a marriage conference put on by Family Life Ministries. This weekend, we packed up the car, and made the six hour trek to Seattle. It was well worth the drive. It's so good to go to these conferences, just because of the state of marriage in America today and the current divorce rate. It forced us to talk about the little things we know, but haven't really taken time to think about. We wrote each other love letters. And we reaffirmed our vows. Simply spending time together away from the stress of daily life, and watching a few hundred couples around you do the same thing was so incredible. And such a blessing from the Lord!

The weekend started off interestingly enough. We walked into the closest Starbucks eagerly ready to order a delicious breakfast sandwich when a woman informed us of the flat tire on our car. Awesome. Luckily we hadn't gotten on the freeway yet, and were a mile away from a Les Schwab. We stopped at a gas station on the way to put some air in the tire, when I got the money shot. Josh... bent over the tire... wearing his softball shirt from last year. One of the guys on the team decided to put "single" in place of his name on the back. Josh followed suit and put "not single." Ladies... the masculinity and sexuality in the following photo may overwhelm you. But be warned. He is taken. He is MINE. And he will not be shared.

Makes me laugh every time I look at it! Now for a serious warning to everyone out there with adorable kids. If you see me on the street, I just might stop you and ask if I can take a few shots of your children. I can't help it. I get this overwhelming itch inside of me that will quite possibly make me explode if I see a particularly adorable child walking right in front me and I do nothing about it. This happened on Saturday afternoon. Josh and I were shopping when I caught site of Allie. The first time I saw her I was in love. And I resisted the urge. The second time I saw her coming out of a store, I knew I couldn't pass the opportunity up twice. So I told her parents I was a photographer, asked if I could take a few shots, and they graciously said yes. Look at her precious face and tell me you wouldn't have done the same! She just turned one, and had obviously just started walking. You can recognize the sweet, wobbly, half-drunk walk a mile away. And it was just as telling as the smile on her face.


Below is a shot of the hotel we stayed at, plus a few photos Josh took. The same Josh who swears he's not a photographer... The same Josh that took the color photo of Allie above. Yep... I'm in love.