'I AM Ready!!'She calls it out from her bunk bed, I find her half buried half snuggled under her favorite quilt with her hair and eyeballs barely visible from their safe haven. Big brown eyes you could drown in, peeking out at me, her tablet sits beside her blasting the Sonic theme song and something clues me in we might have a tug o war ahead of us.She lets out a little giggle, dives her head and pulls her tablet beneath the blanket tucking it tight ready for the challenge.Pretending to leave I duck down the side and wait for her to resurface, it takes only a moment, like the curious wildlife, waiting to find out where her pursuer has gone, I wait....one.two.three.....I pounce!Grabbing her feet and tickling furiously .She shrieks joyfully and starts giggling breathlessly, she rolls and flails, delightfully out of breath.As soon as it started it endsI kiss the top of her head and hand her clothes for the day.'C'mon Liddy Bitty, time to go peanut, We gotta get ready for school.'Sly and cool as you please, she lays back against the railing, kicks her bare tootsies up and plants her tablet on her knees.'But.... I AM Ready!'
I am I longboarding, book loving, word obsessed, detail chaser. I am fueled by coffee, red bull and good hearty belly laughs. On any given day, I look like I was thrown from my closet, in whatever fits. My hair and makeup are an unprepared disaster, forged by that day's urgency. We are often barefoot and dirt covered and the neighbors know me best for misplacing one child as I frantically chase down the other four. I learned to shoot film when I was eighteen and I fell in love with my first SLR, I love to shoot the details and I live for moody and dramatic light. As I continue to learn, my children find new ways to avoid posing, pushing me to learn, and to love self portraiture. Though life with little ones is exhausting and overwhelming, I wouldn�t trade it if I could. I love these moments, they are hard, they are heartbreaking, they are story-worthy, they are my everything.