
this halloween batman, spiderman & wonder woman are joining forces to collect as much candy as they can & possibly battle a little evil along the way.
images via ana brandt.
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this halloween batman, spiderman & wonder woman are joining forces to collect as much candy as they can & possibly battle a little evil along the way.
images via ana brandt.
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every year, their reaction to santa is just a wee bit different. some years they are absolutely thrilled to sit on his lap & never want to leave. other years, they won’t go near him (as evidenced in 2006 & 2008. two years old seems to be the magic age, when they were both deathly afraid of the man in the big red suit.) but it’s always fun to see how they’ve grown & changed over the years. pictures with santa is definitely a tradition that will continue for years to come.
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six weeks later, i am still amazed that i am no longer pregnant & that my little girl is finally here – ready to be cuddled & loved. as you can imagine, i don’t get much done these days because most of my time is spent, simply staring at her. & although i usually try to avoid the camera’s lens while pregnant, i have to admit i’m glad i was talked into encouraged to do THIS photo shoot. now i can always remember the before & after.





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a couple of weeks ago i got the boys all gussied up for a date with the big man himself… santa claus. & as the story goes, “he was dressed all in fun, from his head to his foot, & his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; a bundle of toys he had flung on his back, and he looked like a peddler just opening his pack. his eyes – how they twinkled! his dimples how merry! his cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! his droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, and the beard of his chin was as white as the snow; the stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, and the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath; he had a broad face and a little round belly, that shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly. he was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf”. unfortunately, that’s where our story takes a turn – instead of laughing when owen saw him, he cried, & cried hard.
later that afternoon i found owen asleep on the floor. i guess you could say he was tuckered out… being terrified of santa must have exhausted him. the funny thing is, now, every time & everywhere he sees santa, he gets all excited. even if the pictures this year didn’t exactly work out, we do have proof that owen hasn’t always been so scared…
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