Heather Bird Photography bio picture

    Welcome to my blog where not only will you be able to view my most updated work and recent sessions, but also regularly learn a bit more about me, my family and my every day life. For my complete portfolio, session information, current pricing and contact information, please visit my website at heatherbirdphotography.com.

    You can also find me here:


As trying as this little one can be at times, especially at bedtime or in locations where he must be quiet, I know I can count on this smile at any moments notice.

It doesn’t really matter his mood, you can get him to break out into fits of laughter with little effort at all.

He loves to tell stories.   Crazy, unrealistic, make believe stories that, if they don’t make you laugh, will have him cracking up at himself anyway.   He tells his stories with wide eyes, raised eyebrows and crazy facial expressions so that, really, even if the story isn’t funny, you’ll probably laugh at his expression regardless.

He loves to be a stinker.   The things he thinks are most funny are the things he continually gets in trouble for.   You just have to say something like “butt” or “poop” to elicit this kind of hysterics.   Is funny if you say it to him, but he thinks it’s way more funny if he says it after he’s been asked not to.

He loves to talk.  And talk, and talk.  Hence the reason he doesn’t like bedtime nor places like, church.  “Mommy, I just don’t like church because I have to be quiet!” he says most weeks.   I can’t count how many times I say each night, “Nolan, no more talking.”  Or Benny whines from his bed, “Nolan, you’re waking me up.”

He is stubborn.   “He’s tenacious” Ken says when I complain that he’s still talking two hours after bedtime, or that he’s just been put in timeout for the 10th time today, or when he hasn’t eaten anything but cheese and crackers for the past 12 meals (breakfast included).

He is happy and sweet and loving.   Out of blue, in the middle of playing or watching a show he will stop and say, “Mommy, I love you.”   He loves for me to lay in his bed and cuddle, probably more so because he has an audience to listen to him than the fact that he loves to cuddle… but I’ll take it as cuddling.:)

He is a lover of life, energetic and entertaining.
Love you, buddy.

Idie - So sweet! We should all write notes about our kids like this. The years fly by and they change so much. He will love you for it someday.

Sun Day

For the past few weeks Ricky has told me that Sunday is his favorite day of the week because it’s ” ‘Sun’ Day, so it’s always beautiful.”  “Get it, mom?”  he said, loving his clever observation.   I had to agree with him on the day where he initially said this and decided not to mention that not every Sunday was indeed sunny.   However, for the past few weeks the sun has not let us down.

We’ve been on walks, runs, played baseball, sat outside on the lawn chairs and soaked up the sun.   It’s been hard to believe that it’s been February and now early March in Utah, but I’m not complaining.

Here are a few pictures of our Sundays of the past couple of weeks:

Baseball season is right around the corner!   Ricky has started practicing hitting with his new Lighting Rod.

Benny, of course, wanted a chance too.   You can see he’s really into Robin lately, even trying to bat with his mask on!

Benny insisted on hitting the same tiny balls that Ricky was hitting.  We didn’t think he’d be able to hit them, but surprisingly he did!

And the bees are out, already!

Happy Spring.


Happy Birthday Dr. Suess

We had so much fun last night celebrating Dr. Seuss’ birthday.   I know that we were 4 days late.   Ricky reminded each of us every time we said it was his birthday that his REAL birthday was on Sunday, Sunday, March 2nd.   I didn’t have my act together enough to celebrate on Sunday and this was the first night of the week that I had open so we celebrated last night.    Sorry.   Happy belated, Dr. Seuss.

Years ago, I started buying Dr. Seuss books, bags and stuffed animals thinking that one day I would plan a Dr. Seuss birthday party for my boys.    Years have gone by and my stash has sat high up in the shelves of my closet.   After being reminded of Dr. Seuss’ birthday this past weekend, I started thinking about my hypothetical party and decided now was the time.   Nolan is currently obsessed with stuffed animals and Ricky is on the brink of an age where it will no longer be cool to be excited about stuffed animals.   So, being that I had a stuffed animal to go with every Dr. Seuss book that I had purchased, I jumped at opportunity this year.

I sent a couple of texts, inviting some friends over whom I haven’t seen in awhile and the boys and I spent the afternoon preparing to celebrate Dr. Seuss.    At one point Nolan wanted to know if Dr. Seuss was coming to his birthday party.   When I explained that he had died, (because you know if he was still alive, he would SO be at our birthday party)  they both wanted to know how he died.   I answered with the easy answer that he was old.    “Old” could have been the end of the conversation and I could have continued blowing up Cat in the Hat colored balloons without having to talk after each exhale, but I have some curious four year olds and not a day goes by where I don’t feel like I need to look up the answer to some random question.   My boys are going to surpass my knowledge of things in about 6 months!   Anyway, with the knowledge that he was old, they next wanted to know if he was married (apparently you’re old if you’re married)!   And then they wanted to know who he married.     Having no time for google or Siri, I again, took the easy way out…. “Oh, he married Mrs. Seuss,”  I answered.    But Benny, who is a little bit of a know it all lately, looked at me with a confused expression and defiantly stated, “No, Mom.   Mrs. Seuss is his MOM!”  Touche’ buddy, touche’.

We did a couple of easy, fun things to make the party a little more Dr. Seussy than just ordering pizza and having some plain ice cream.     First we made our own Thing 1 and Thing 2 Ice Cream by using food coloring to dye some vanilla ice cream red and then layered white and red in clear cups.   We topped them off with turquoise sprinkles.

We put red Swedish fish into blue Gatorades for a little “One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish” action and added some red and white striped straws, which make any drink more fun!

And then we decorated the table with our various Dr. Suess books, my go-to Halloween costume Cat in the Hat Hat and extra Red Fish.

Oh and I also printed Cat in the Hat name cards.   I can’t resist, no matter how few people we have at a get-together, having name cards.  I just love ‘em! :)

And, the piece that made the night the most fun?  Our friends who we haven’t seen in months that were able to celebrate with us.

Two peas in a pod.

Happy Birthday, Dr. Seuss!
Now, I’m kind of in spring cleaning mode.  I wonder what party I’ll have next?   I know I’ve got party supplies stashed in other closets too!;)


Teresa - So creative! I Bet the kids loved every minute.

Everything is awesome!

As a kid, I distinctly remember the frustration that went along with trying to find the missing pink high heel shoe that I needed to match Barbie’s outfit.   This frustration happened more than once, always trying to find some tiny missing Barbie piece.   But whoa ho, let me tell you, the frustration of the missing Barbie shoe ain’t got nothin’ on the frustration of the missing black lego claw hand!   One hand missing in a sea of hundreds of legos on a carpeted floor… not fun.   We sifted and spread and piled legos for 712 minutes (yes, I realize that is almost half a day, but trust me, if felt like a half a day) hoping to find one microscopic freakin’ black claw hand.   My suggestions to perhaps use a white hand or “ooh, wow, here’s an awesome purple hand” were not well received and were met with some serious whining.

After looking for way too long and questioning why we removed lego hands in the first place, I surrendered.  Having  just seen The Lego Movie, I reminded Nolan that it didn’t have to be perfect and that he could make his lego man look however he wanted.   After all, Benny had just finished making a man with a Ninjago face, Storm Trooper body, Captain Hook hat, Sponge Bob legs and two, yep two, black claw hands.   Nolan’s strong desire to have two black hands probably had more to do with the fact that Benny had the two hands already than the perfectionist in him but still, the message from the movie was a good one to reiterate.     He decided on gray hands, as long as we had both gray hands (whew,  we were able to find both!) and a helmet that didn’t match his outfit.  “C’mon, this isn’t Barbie here,”  I thought, “who cares if his helmet matches his outfit!?”      Says the lady who gets seriously irritated when she doesn’t have enough red bricks to make all four sides of her own lego house match perfectly.   Let’s just note here that the message in the Lego movie was a good one for me too. :)

When their ships were built and their lego men just “perfect” my boys were off to “Battle”  while I watched and sang, “Everything is awesome!”

And because I was still singing that song  hours later when it was time for bed, I combatted the complaints from my boys with…  “Everything is awesome, everything is cool when your brushing your teeth!   Everything is awesome when you listen to Mom!”  They thought it was hilarious and marched right up to brush and hop in bed.

I’ve found my new ammo in the annoyingly catchy Lego song.   This morning:  “Everything is awesome, everything is cool when you get in the car!  Everything is awesome when you listen to Mom!”    It’s continued all day long.  I’m sure it won’t last forever but I’m hoping for at least 40 days, since I gave up yelling at my kids for Lent.  :)    Go ahead, try it.   You may be surprised how well it works.

Sorry to those of you who haven’t seen the movie and have no idea what I am talking about and bigger apologies to those who have and now have the song stuck in your head again.




Audrey {Salt Lake City Newborn and Family Photographer}

I recently had the pleasure of photographing  brand new baby Audrey.   She’s tiny, precious, so beautiful and has one incredible head of hair.   She has two adorable, proud big sisters and an amazing mommy and daddy.   Her mom is also a photographer who does just beautiful work.   Not only do we have photography in common, but also being a mother of twins, among other things.   I had a wonderful morning doing what I love, talking shop and meeting someone whom I could connect with.   It was an honor to be able to capture this special time for you all.


Welcome to the world, Audrey and congratulations to your whole family.