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Natalie {Salt Lake City Maternity Photographer}

I couldn’t be happier for Natalie, who is like a little sister to me, and her family who is welcoming a baby girl very soon.    Natalie and I share the same love of photography so she is always willing to let me play around with different ideas, this time with a few different lighting techniques.   Thanks, Nat.  You’re just stunning and I can’t wait to meet that beautiful baby girl!

Salt Lake City Maternity Photographer 1

Salt Lake City Maternity Photographer 2

Salt Lake City Maternity Photographer 3

Salt Lake City Maternity Photographer 3a

Salt Lake City Maternity Photographer 4

Salt Lake City Maternity Photographer 5

Salt Lake City Maternity Photographer 3b

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Much love,

Heather

 

Three-peat

As Ricky sat on the metal chair inside the gym after just completing his third 5k, this one in the cold and rain, he continually asked to leave.   I figured it was because he was cold and wet, but was surprised that he wasn’t more willing to wait to see if he won a ribbon.   For the past two years (Kindergarten and First Grade) Ricky has taken first place in his age group.    He really wanted to win again, but as he sat on the chair the worry began to set in.    We stayed, despite his requests and it wasn’t until they called his name, “First place for the 1st and 2nd graders… Ricky Bird!” that the tension lifted.     His shy smile peaked through as he made his way to the front to obtain his blue ribbon and prizes.   As he returned he said, “I really didn’t think I won.”    But he did it!

This was a tough race in the cold and rain.  One where he wanted to stop and walk, one where he had a few side cramps, one where, ultimately, he pushed through… mostly because we knew there was a second grade girl not far behind us.

He’s had quite the week for sports.   Two baseball games, one soccer game and a 5k all within the past 5 days.   It’s been fun to watch him get the hang of things and really excel in each of these.    We’ve been busy.   Busy to  the point where after running from baseball to soccer to t-ball to soccer back to t-ball all in one night, I questioned if this was too much.    But on the way home when Ricky said, “I really love sports, mom” I knew it was okay.   He’s having a ball and we love watching him play.

5k

Ricky’s time was 31:27 (10:07/mile pace)

Way to go, buddy!   I’m so proud that you kept running and didn’t stop, even when you really wanted to!

Love you,
Mommy

My Grandma Hodapp

Heaven gained a special lady this morning.    My Grandma Hodapp, mother to eight amazing kids, grandmother and great grandmother to so many is no longer in pain and is finally reunited with my Grandpa.   I hope you are enjoying a card game, a cold “Busch Heavy” and a little fishing with Grandpa.     There will be many down here missing the card games with you, the sweet giggling and the high pitched “Why no!” s. :)

My Grandma and Grandpa on my baptism day.

My grandma with me and Ken on our wedding day.

My mom and all seven of her siblings.

What an amazing legacy you leave behind.   We are all so blessed to have been apart of your life.

We love you and will miss you.
Love,
Heather

 

 

Jenny - Her laugh was the BEST!
Thinking of you guys.

Perfect is the enemy of good

About a month ago, I posted this image to my instagram account with the caption “Currently on his 8th version of drawing Batman and Robin. Keeps getting almost finished when he decides something isn’t quite right.”  (if you’re on instagram you can follow me here heather_bird).

First it was Robin’s nose and then the ears that he drew after I asked if Robin had ears.  He decided after drawing them that Robin did NOT have ears because he didn’t like they way they looked.   Then it was because “Robin has green legs” but he drew them using the black marker.  And it continued.  I don’t think he ever got his Batman and Robin just right.  (he only really cares about getting Robin correct) 

Tonight he started trying again.  Robin after Robin.  Ricky joined in and drew a batman on Benny’s paper which started the whining.   Benny realized that Ricky’s batman was better and he wanted Ricky to draw him a Robin but Ricky said, “no.”   Finally after hearing the whining and pleading for long enough, I stepped in and said I would draw Robin for Benny.    I drew my cute little Robin from memory, asking Benny as I went along, “Does he have ears?”   “What about hair?” knowing that if one thing was off, I’d be starting all over.    I finished and he was thrilled.   He set about coloring him just perfectly and was almost done when he realized he colored Robin’s yellow buckles red.   Whining ensued and I walked in to see him scribbling over the entire page.

So, we started again.  I drew another Robin and he colored away.   The finished product was perfect.   We taped Robin on the wall next to his bed and bedtime was a breeze.  He was thrilled with his new artwork.  I peaked in on him a few times to see him leaning on the side of his bed staring in admiration at his perfect Robin.

And then I heard the call, the whiny “mommmmy!”   I assumed Nolan was bothering him and marched up stairs ready to reprimand Nolan only to find Nolan asleep and Benny staring at his picture.   “Robin has triangles, mom.  Triangles on his eyes.”    I told him that we could fix Robin’s eyes in the morning but I know him when it comes to things like this.  I knew that he would lie there and stew over the fact that the eyes weren’t correct.   “Go get the marker,” I said, “you can fix it.”   I watched as he drew triangles at the top of Robin’s mask.  “There.” he said after each stroke.   In a typical artist fashion he would step back, take a look and continue to fix, “there” he would say again.  He continued with more perfect triangles on each of Robin’s eyes.   He colored in this corner and that corner, until there were no triangles left and the whole eye mask was black.    When he stepped back to take a look his lip started to quiver and tears formed as he cried, “I messed up the whole thing.”      I grabbed the marker and attempted to darken his original triangles so they could still be seen, but it did little good.

“Tomorrow,” I said.   “We’ll make a new one tomorrow.”    Through sobs and tears he pleaded to fix Robin tonight.   “Tomorrow,” I stuck to my guns.   “I promise I will draw you a Robin with triangle eyes tonight and it will be waiting for you in the morning.  You can color him right when you wake up.”    He agreed and finally fell asleep.

At work, my boss often reminds us that “perfect is the enemy of good.”   This is the principle that if you strive for perfection you’ll never get anywhere.  You’ll never have something that is in fact, good, if you are only focused on perfection.    This phrase rang loud and clear tonight.  I’m not sure how to teach this principle to a four year old, but oh boy we’re gonna have some long years of homework and school projects if we don’t.

I relied on google to verify that Robin does, indeed, have triangle eyes.   That, and I had no idea how to draw the triangle eyes he wanted.   But, I think I’ve got it.   He’ll be thrilled as long as he doesn’t notice Robin’s short legs, weird hands and clown shoes.

As I attempted to draw this Robin multiple times, it donned on me, again, that I had no one to blame for his crazy behavior but myself.   “Good enough” I told myself and refrained from drawing him again.
Let’s hope he gets the coloring just right, but if not, I’ll draw him again and I’ll be happy to draw one with more proportioned body next time.  ;)
Love,

Heather

Elisha - Did you seriously draw that free-hand? You are seriously the best and coolest mom ever! No wonder the kids never want to play at my house! :) That’s seriously awesome Heather. You and Benny are lucky to have each other.