Eleven

My oldest son turned 11 last month and I just now took his picture. But that's okay, because he gets more handsome every day. I cannot believe he is eleven. Isn't that like almost a teenager, like a tween? I'm not ready to say he's a tween. I'm just not. He's still my little boy. But isn't he handsome?

My trouble is he's so darn cute I can't pick a favorite. I'm a big fan of black and white and I think him in front of the fence is great. He is really into Transformers, so I wanted to include something he loves, so I can remember always. Because one day, my little boy is going to be all grown up (sad face).

I love him for so many reasons. He just melts my heart with that smile. I'm a little bias if you couldn't tell.

To many many more birthdays!

Pink Camoflouge

There must be something in the water. Another soon -to-be-mama. And she too is glowing with happiness. Her smile lit up the room and her tummy was glowing. She was wonderful, ready to pose for me any way I asked.

I love how she just exacerbates sexiness. She's working that belly and it works for her.

I know she can't wait until March for two arrivals: her husband and her daughter and hopefully in that order. Hubby is deployed right now, so I'm hoping he can see this sight. So Brad, I hope you enjoy - she has some more pictures just for you. Come home soon, you have two women who can't wait to see you.

To be continued............ in about 4-5 weeks. Stay tuned.