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  • 27 March, 2008
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Why don’t I shed the last of my decency and start off this post with a TMI: I’m having the worst period since before I had Tempest. For one, it’s over a week late but I didn’t suspect pregnancy because a/ I didn’t feel pregnant in the least and b/ … Continue Reading →


Picture post.


It’s been a bad day, please don’t take a picture

Tempest went to bed late (or rather, resisted sleep until late at night) due to her paranoia over gunky eyes that no longer pose a problem so she slept in this morning quite a bit. Xan woke up at 8am a little hot. He normally runs hot and he seems … Continue Reading →


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  • 20 March, 2008
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Seems like just a bit ago I was really depressed over not having any business or inquiries, and all of a sudden I have a whole whack of interest. A bride has booked me for May 10th, we sign the contract on Monday. A local professional photographer who has been … Continue Reading →


Tempest doesn’t do as well with her “W”s sometimes, which has resulted in my favourite Tempestism of all time. We’re making waffles for dinner, per her request, and at this revelation she announced: “Roffles! I LOVE roffles! Will you use the rofflemaker?” This is cracking us up every time she … Continue Reading →


I had a photo session with a friend a few days ago, the same friend who was one of the first people who helped me build my portfolio back last spring. We were hoping for much more beautiful weather, but unfortunately it was cloudy and cold and even a little … Continue Reading →


Tempest has pink eye, in both eyes. Every few hours she begs me to put breastmilk in her eye. I did it once for the antibiotic effect and apparently it’s soothing. I have such a difficult time expressing that getting a tiny eye cup full of milk takes me about … Continue Reading →


Tempest brought hard-boiled eggs to preschool today for an egg-dying fest. On the walk there we discussed the meaning of Easter for Christians and Ostara for us and why we use eggs and rabbits to celebrate. She listened quietly and nodded her head as I spoke, she loved the idea … Continue Reading →