wordless wednesday

What a day.

I thought I was going to get some rest after photographing the wedding, but then this happened...

Kroten was playing with our friends dog. Remember that we are out of town on vacation. He must have done something really mean to the dog, becuase they had been playing all day without any complications, but it randomly barked and bit and ran away. I wasnt sure if it was bad enought to go to the ER, but I called our doctor at home and they said with a dog bite to always go in. So we did. And I had to be at the wedding reception to take pictures in less than two hours.




My Baby being admitted to the ER. Look how huge that bracelet is on his little wrist. I had to leave right after this point. I felt really bad. But honestly, I dont think I could have handled the rest of what happened.



Kroten right after being sedated. This is one of the most horrible things to see, your precious poor baby being drugged and incoherent. I felt bad for leaving, but honestly I am glad that I wasnt there for this part.



The doctor with his fishing vest on stitching up k man.


Kroten after being stictched up.


The reception got over, and I was able to be there when Kroten was waking up. He couldnt talk or hold up his head and his eyes were all over the place. It was a humbling to see him like this. It was heart breaking. When he did come around a little, he was asking for baseball and pointing to the TV, but he couldnt focus his eyes. Then all he wanted was "popcorn" which is his favorite song. He always says "one more" after I sing it and usually I cut him off after about 3 rounds, but I just couldnt, I think I may have sang it ten times while holding my poor baby.


Props to Jared. He sat in the ER waiting room for 2 hours, watched them sedate and stich our poor baby and then sat in the room with a drugged Kman for anouther 2 hours, all so I could go shoot the wedding reception. 5 hours in the ER, Jared was the hero that day. And this is all he says when I tell him he is wonderful is "I love that little boy."


And at the end of the day I realized that photographers who shoot in 90 degree weather and dont wear sunscreen are stupid.


What a day.

Whew...

I think it may have possibly, maybe, kinda went well.



Now I need a week off.

Wish me luck... PLEASE!!!

I am photographing my first wedding tomorow... did I just say that?

It will be here...



at the Provo Utah temple.

Some of you are thinking, "wait to go girl."

Some are thinking "sucks to be that couple... they should have paid someone who knows what they are doing."

And some of you are probably thinking "good luck." as sarcasticly as you could possibly think it.

I am thinking all of the above. Plus "what in the crap was I thinking."

I am really nervous, but you know what... all things are for thy good.

This is going to be great!

Why does it have to be at high noon?

I AM GOING TO ROCK THE SOCKS OFF OF PROVO WEDDING PHOTOGRAPHY.

As you can see I have mixed feelings.

Wish me luck... or maybe you should pray!

wordless wednesday

Memorial Day Weekend...

...was awesome.



But were headed out of town, so it will have to wait to be posted till next week.

Expect lots of posts!!!

who birthday is today???

"Troten's!!!!!"



Where have the last two years gone? How did you get so big, and so smart and so cute? How did that happen? How did you learn to talk? Who taught you to make me laugh so hard? When did you learn to pray? How did you learn to walk, run, play, jump? When did you get so many teeth? When did that all happen?

How did you have time in the little time we have had together to turn two??

TWO!?!?

I LOVE YOU KROTEN J.

I will forever and ever and ever...

Love mommy.

Kroten's first full sentence...

"Whoa, daddy farted."

my new motto

"Don’t let fear of failure discourage you. Don’t let the voice of critics paralyze you—whether that voice comes from the outside or the inside."

- Dieter F. Uchtdorf

living vicariously

There may be a teeny, tiny, little part of me that may or may not be a little jealous of all the kids going to prom right now. There may or may not be a little, tiny part of me that wishes I could get all dressed up and pretty and go for a romantic date night with a knight in shinning armor, and dance all night long. There is a HUGE part of me that wishes I could fit into a prom dress, and not feel like a pregnant senior, lol. I am however, not sad to be missing out on all drama and yuckiness involved in high school.

So to satisfy this teeny tiny place in my mind, I helped my little sister Karly get all ready for prom. We went dress shopping and jewelry shopping, I did her hair and then I took some photos of her. It was fun.

I know posting these pictures of her on here will go to her head, but I was so proud of how they turned out, I couldn't help posting them. Lets just say I am excited about my vicarious prom experience.