Friday, May 28, 2010

Boy Boy...

... is his nickname. Rumor has it he eats from 6 pm to 6 am.  He's quite the little snacker.
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Hey man! What's up? Give me a high five! Oh man... you're leavin' me hanging. Don't leave me hangin!
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You left me hangin'. Uncool man. Uncool.
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Tags: Houston newborn photography, Houston newborn photographer, The Woodlands newborn photography, The Woodlands newborn photographer

Friday, May 21, 2010

I'm not going to lie...

We (the parents and I) worked our tails off to get these shots.

But all's well that ends well, eh? And I would say these shots ended oh so well.

Love these kids.


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Tags: Houston children's photographer, Houston children's photography, The Woodlands children's photography, The Woodlands children's photographer

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Happy Happy Day

The little boy that may as well have ripped my heart out and pumped it full of helium and happy gas turned three today.

Jude- when you crinkle your nose up like this:
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Thats it- I'm a goner. It's done and over with. You can have anything you want. Anything. End of story.


blog2At three years old, this is who you are:

- A lover of Dora the Explorer and all the show's characters. You know more Spanish than me because of it. You think the squirrels outside are Tico. I woke up one morning to find you staring at me. You asked:

"Mommy. Do you like Boots?"
"Yes Jude."
"Mommy. Do you like Isa?"
"Yes Jude."
"Mommy. Do you like Big Red Chicken?"

and on and on.  It was awesome.

- A curly headed monster. Sometimes, usually at the grocery store, the top of your head and those blond curls are all I can see while you throw a little mini tantrum face down on the floor. Yesterday it was over the stickers in the H.E.B Buddy Bucks machine. Sometimes its over the cereal you have coined "dog food" (i.e. Cracklin Oat Bran). By the way... when the pediatrician asks you what your favorite food is- don't tell her dog food again. It takes some explaining and she didn't really look like she believed me.
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- Attached. Prying you off of me to send you to your first days of pre-school three weeks in a row was one of the hardest things I have ever had to do. It stunk. Your teachers all said you did great once I was gone, which WAS a big relief. But the show you put on for me- phew!- it ate at my conscious for hours!

- Still sleeping in your crib. You like things cozy. Can't say I blame you.
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- Linus-esque.  You probably don't know who Linus from the Peanuts gang is- but you are just like him with your blankie. You drag that woobie around like its nobody's business. The nighttime routine involves laying in the crib. Head on pillow. Cover with woobie. Insert soft part of woobie into mouth. Proceed to suck on it until you fall asleep.  The ultimate gift of sharing is when you ask me or Dad if we would like to suck on your woobie with you. And we always do.

- A little brother.  One day you will be able to hold your own against your three sisters. I keep telling them to leave you alone now, because revenge will happen eventually and one day you are going to grow up and date all their friends and they are going to hate it. Those girls are going to go crazy over your big blue eyes.
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Happy Third Birthday Sweet Boy.

Jude's friend Jack was born about 24 hours before him- Jack was quite early and Jude was quite late. I remember visiting Jack's mom in the hospital, hugely pregnant and overdue with Jude... wearing a gray Bon Jovi Tshirt and black yoga pants (because -  although I have a hard time remembering to pick up milk at the grocery store, I can almost always remember what I wore to any event of significance in my life :-)).  I had bought two sets of newborn outfits- a boy set, and a girl set because I did not know what I was having. I was so sure I was having a girl, I gave the boy set to Jack's mom as a gift.  

We throw a joint birthday party for the two boys every year, which of course requires a photo shoot for their very special invitations.  Here are some pix of the boys and JackJack.
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Friday, May 14, 2010

OK, so you know how...

crazy stuff always happens on my shoots? Well this was no exception. Dad had this crazy allergic reaction to pollen or something- the second ever in his life- that caused him to leave the shoot early in search of the nearest drugstore. 

After the shoot I wondered if I had put my foot in my mouth by telling him his face looked really painful. I mean ... it wasn't so much his face that looked painful (after all, this was one seriously.attractive.family as you can see)... it was the hives and the red swollen puffiness on his face that looked painful- I mean not even Matthew McCounaghey (ssiiiggghhhh... Matthew McConaughey) could look good after a reaction like that! 

(hey... I know lots of married men that have little man crushes on McConaughey, so its ok to type that right?)

So Dad, if you are reading this- sorry for my big mouth- I'm hoping you didn't take it the wrong way :-) {grin!}.

And here is a sneak peek of the beautiful ladies in his life :-).
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Thursday, May 6, 2010

City Slickers

There are a few things this subarbanite girl learned while visiting this family farm to take pictures.

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1) the existence of stinging grass. Its grass that HURTS you. Seems so archaic dosent it?  Or right out of a Harry Potter novel!

(Allow me a slight digression... any other Harry Potter fans out there? Can I get a fist pump and a "whoot whoot!" for the genius of Ms. JK Rowling?!? Thank you very much)

OK where was I?
Ah yes, the things I learned:

1) Stinging grass hurts. If you take pictures on a farm in a pasture, wear boots, not flip flops.
2) If you take a mule (cross between a little tractor and a golf cart) out into a pasture, a dozen or so cows will follow you because they think you have food.  Once you exit the mule, they will stand around you in a semi circle and stare at you until it gets through their head you do not have food. It's a little unnerving. But it's also quite amusing.
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3) Cow pies. They are everywhere. And they are HUGE. And flat. Weird.
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And Mom, this pic is just for you :-)
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