A Mini Photo Shoot....

I, Jennifer, love to take pictures.... but I'll tell you something--I'm not a fan of taking pictures of people. There I said it.
I'm not a fan because I'm not that good at it---funny how you like to do the things you're good at and not the things you suck at. ;)
Sure every once in a while I'll get a good shot, but in general...nope.

Anyway, I was kinda procrastinating Caleb's little photo shoot I had planned (and was super excited for since before he was born) because I was scared I'd get crap pictures.
I got over myself and ended up getting some cute ones, not amaze-balls ones, but cute ones.
And some times, well sometimes that's just good enough!

Here he is in all his naked-on-a-coke-crate/cuddled-into-a-fluffy-blanket/jammed-into-a-basket glory :) ....

Photography courtesy of yours truly
Editing courtesy of Amy from Amy Rehbein Photography


Good TImes....

This little girl is testing my patience these days.... Seriously.
She's perfect as can be with Caleb, but in every other area of life? Glass. Cage. Of. Emotion.
All tears, all the time.
I suppose a lot has happened in the last little bit to cause her to feel overwhelmed, but a lot has happened in the last little bit to make me feel overwhelmed too. 
Bad combo.
Ahh to have multiple females in one house.
I can't stress it enough, I have two GOOD kids.
Caleb is a dream baby and Aubrey is so good, but when the emotions come a-knockin' ....
And let me tell ya, I've gots me some emotions as well.

I'm trying to keep calm and not overreact, but when you have a baby that is going through a growth spurt and decided that last was an ALL NIGHT eat-a-thon (with no sleep... for either of us)... and the next day your {almost} 4 year old decides to be a drama queen about her Quiet Time... you can lose it pretty quickly.
And I did, but I calmed down (and won the battle after an hour of trying, she's quietly watching a movie in her room!! Victory!) and prayed really hard for patience...and for Zach to get home at a decent time (a girl can dream right?!).

So I just have to keep trying to figure this '2 kids' thing out... or more so, figure out an overly emotional 4 year old mixed with a postpartum mama. 
Good times.