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St. Patrick’s Day

We started our  St. Patrick’s as we always do, in our regular spot across from the announcers at the St. Patrick’s Day parade in Salt Lake City on the Saturday before March 17th.    We got there early to reserve the best spot on the route and long before friends and family trickled in.  Soon the entire space was packed with our crew.   We caught up over coffee, drinks and cookies as we watched the Utah Catholic schools, various groups of dogs, bands, fire trucks, politicians and Irish dancers pass before us.    The kids watched anxiously for my mom to march by and were so excited when she also spotted them and danced to the side for hugs and kisses.    The parade is a long standing tradition that we look forward to each year, more as an excuse to see friends we haven’t seen in a few months than anything.

St. Patricks Day 2015

We continued our St. Patrick’s celebration on the night before St. Patrick’s Day with a tradition that started when Ricky was in the 1st grade and his teacher and friends from school taught him that he could possibly catch a leprechaun.   For the past 3 years the boys have set up an elaborate trap in hopes of catching that little green guy.   He hasn’t been caught yet, but he’s started our St. Patrick’s Day off with a bang as the boys have woken to find green toilets, green footprints, green shamrocks on our mirrors, green milk and messes all over the house.  They love discovering all of the mischief that the little leprechaun caused.

The boys enjoyed green, St. Patrick’s Day lunches and we finished off the day with Benny losing his first tooth ever!   More to come on that.

Hope you all had a wonderful, lucky day.

Crazy hair and baby chicks

I had every intention of dressing my boys in cute Easter outfits (bow ties, suspenders, khakis, etc.) to take their pictures with my friend’s new baby chicks.


But today was Crazy Hair day at school and there was no way I was getting my boys in the shower to wash out their awesome hair-dos.


(Benny insisted on hair like Alfalfa from the Little Rascals.   It looked more authentic in the morning, but the back stuck around all day!)


(Nolan had hair that stuck up everywhere and he loved it!  He thinks he’s keeping his hair like this until Tuesday when he has to go back to school.)


(Little Kaycee who is in Nolan and Benny’s class had some awesomely crazy hair!)

The boys loved holding the chicks for awhile.   Until one pooped on Nolan and then they were all pretty much done with them. :)





Perhaps we’ll try again soon in their Easter clothes.


Nolan and his love of facts

Nolan loves facts about anything but is especially fond of facts about animals.   Last summer he would go on and on for days about Terror Birds.   I thought this was a fictional bird for a long time until I finally looked it up after Nolan insisted that it was in fact a real bird.   Turns out most of the info that he had been reciting to me for days was actually true.  I ended up buying him a book on Terror Birds, however I’m not sure why… he already knew everything that was included in the book.  Not only is he interested in these facts, but he remembers them after hearing them once.    Today at preschool he learned about Lions and has been telling us all about them since the minute I picked him up.    When I broke out my phone to video his facts, he turned in to the host of his own Discovery Channel special.

I love this little fact loving kid.


Idie - Cute! Glad someone is paying attention at school.

Cathy Mack - Love the pictures and videos of your kids! They need a Missouri trip to see me!

Nine Years Ago

Nine years ago today, I was one month into experiencing the best gift of my life, the gift of motherhood.   I could have never imagined the emotion, the love, the sheer joy and excitement of having a son.   I remember being scared, nervous and worried about my abilities but most of all thrilled.

I was so anxious for all of the adventures that I jumped right in, wanting to experience all the fun immediately.   I couldn’t wait to have playdates and go to the park.  Literally, COULD. NOT. WAIT. so I went on playdates and went to the park (with my one month old!).   I’m not talking a stroll around the park in a stroller.  Nope.  I took my beautiful baby boy in my arms, climbed up the long ladder to the top of the slide and slid down holding a baby who now, I realize, was probably terrified.  I watched for his smiles, not experienced enough to realize that the smiles, giggles, and flying down the slides on his own would come soon enough, not knowing that when they would come I would plead for time to slow down.


I anxiously awaited each milestone and adventure not fully realizing that they would come quickly.   And now, here I sit combing through the adventures of Ricky’s NINTH year.   (and couldn’t resist creating him a short little video of his year!)

What a year it was!   (**Disclaimer – Here comes the braggy, proud parent moment, but hey, I’ve got a pretty awesome kid!)

Ricky, this past year you:

  • Have mastered blowing bubbles!  (You’ve had lots of practice with the 100s of gumballs in your machine that you got for Christmas a year ago)
  • Have learned how to play many board games including Battleship and Ticket to Ride (and typically win!)
  • Visited Las Vegas and Phoenix for the first times (where you got to swim outside in February!)
  • Made your First Communion
  • Had the most RBIs on your All Star baseball team
  • Placed first again for a 5K in your age group
  • Have read many, many hard, long chapter books
  • Have learned how to Kayak
  • Have learned how to do a front flip off the high dive
  • Have become a GREAT soccer player (People on the sidelines would constantly comment “Who’s number 44?!?” especially in the game where you scored 5 goals!)
  • Have learned how to ice skate
  • Were so brave when starting a new school and have done so well there
  • Fished in the Green River for the first time and jumped high above Flaming Gorge (one of my favorite pictures – below)
  • Wore your first scary Halloween costume (no more cute monkeys and lions:()
  • as always, were a helpful and loving big brother
  • Had a TON of fun!

Today, I’m still anxiously awaiting more fun and exciting adventures, but I just wish they would come more slowly.   Nine years have flown by.   And while I know I can’t slow time, I also now know that I’d rather slowly take in each precious moment and savor it.   No need to rush to the next adventure.   Every moment is an adventure in itself.

 CR5A2859aRicky, Every moment is a gift with you.
Happy belated 9th birthday.   I love you.
Love, Mommy

Mary - This is such a beautiful tribute! Happy birthday Ricky Bird!

Jennifer ince - Awww Heather, you are such a sweet and caring mother! :-) Ox

DeEtta Bird - Ricky, You have such an infectious smile. You have had a year to smile about haven’t you. You are blessed and also are a blessing. I love you.
Grandma DeDe

Idie - heather! Who needs scrapbooks when you have amazing videos like that!?! I love the home run and the landing at the bottom of the water slide– ouch! And I want to go kayaking with you. What a great tribute to Ricky. Happy birthday!

Beyond the Grip of Craniosynostosis

When my friend, Kase, asked me to photograph him shaving his head I was honored and a bit nervous.   Anytime anyone asks me to photograph their family, their event, their new baby I am always honored and always a bit nervous.  However this was more nerve wracking than my typical anxiety of making sure I take beautiful photos for my clients.   Kase was shaving his head for the first time at age 37 and he wasn’t just shaving it because of a receding hairline or to have the buzz cut that he wished for as a kid.   He was shaving it to uncover scars.   Scars that would help in telling his story, a story of a baby born with Cranionsynostosis.   Scars that shaped insecurities in his life, yet scars he had never actually seen.

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I had always known Kase “was born without soft spots.”  I had always known that he had surgery as a two month old baby to correct this.   What I didn’t know was the medical terminology nor the seriousness of this condition if left alone.   I didn’t know how common this birth defect is and how there are various ways of correcting it.  I didn’t know that many times it goes undiagnosed by doctors, even with pleading from parents that know in their gut something is not right.   Neither did Kase.   But he spent years researching and writing a beautiful book that tells his story and the stories of many other beautiful children born with this birth defect.   The families stories are heartbreaking and beautiful, filled with uncertain decisions and fears.   I was brought to tears many times throughout the book as I imagined having to hand my own boys over to a surgeon to reshape their tiny skulls and as I thought about what Kase’s parents went through.

So this was not any old photo shoot.   This was a photo shoot with an old friend who would finally uncover some answers, some potentially emotional answers that he had waited his whole life to reveal.   It was an honor to document.   And I was thrilled when one of the images was selected for the cover of the book.

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Kase did his first reading and book signing to a crowd of almost 100 people and it was amazing.    It was a pleasure to meet some of the families and to celebrate such an wonderful accomplishment.




Book Reading

Huge congratulations, Kase!   We are so blessed to have such wonderful friends in you, Mary and Lukas.
Love you all.







Kase - You rock! As always.

Carol Sullivan - Amazing photos. Touching story.

Deanne VanLeeuwen - Heather, The photos and your blog story are wonderful! You are such a blessing and a blessing to them!

DeEtta Bird - My two boys had birth defects and needed surgery as babies. It’s terrible to see your little child with huge tubes in their bodies and permanent scars as well. I was thankful that their condition was treatable and that little children recover fast.
Thank you for sharing your experience.
DeEtta Bird