Black Magic Woman

Awkwardly-executed picture of a picture of the day (above).

Yes, my kitchen counter is dirty. But no, that...that thing in the bottom of the frame is not what it looks like (get yo' mind out the gutter!) It's my jacket.

Anyway, I'm posting this in the spirit of 1) how blessed I'm feeling lately, and 2) how amazing this one photographer was who took our portrait last Friday. She frickin' ruled. The chaos that she managed to contain when she got that shot--James being his sarcastic tween self, Zach trying feverishly to get away, neither Will nor Elise even looking in this lady's general direction until the last second, etc, etc, etc--I just...wow. It's almost like she used some kind of black magic to crop out the various eyerolling, squirming, and tears.

This is my family, guys, and against many odds it's still growing. I am so lucky.