Associating with Creative Types

I had, what I surmised, as a reasonable thought the other day...I decided to load my wife and kids up and take them on a photo shoot. My kids are cute and look good in front of a camera. So what could go wrong, right?

If you have ever tried to organize someone else's kids for games or crafts it will provide a little context. Ironically my kids tend to listen to me when doing these types of activities.  

The other day you would have thought I was working with the cast of "Waiting for Guffman." They both were doing their best to act out their own scenes. "Posing" in front of the camera...and then finally at the end of the shoot (right at the golden hour of sunlight), they decided to fight. If you look closely at the shots above, you will see they are arguing and glaring at each other. Ug. 

20 Year Class Reunion in Las Vegas

I am still somewhat surprised we were able to pull off a 20 year class reunion in Las Vegas. With only a couple tee times planned before we headed down there, we ended up having a full weekend of fun. Who says you can't plan a class reunion on the fly? It is easier when you graduated with less than 40 people (of which only half came).

Hofbrauhaus Beer Hall. Really fun, although I ended up with welts from paddling the Jägermeister Girls gave me (pictures not shown).

Golf: It is hard to beat a day of golf. Especially with a group of people you haven't seen in 10+ years. 

KA - Cirque de Soleil: That by the way is an incredible show. Amazing lights and choreography!

Our Walk

My daughter, 7, is growing up on me. We went for a walk today and had real conversations. We talked about everything from how to through rocks, to how much she liked hanging out with me. I realize this will only be this way for a few more years...then she will be off to friends and pre-teens. But for now, I will try to enjoy every minute of it. She took a photo of me (which is cut from another photo and placed in this shot) and made me take off my hat, because she couldn't see my eyes.

Easter Sunday

70 Degrees (F) and our first warm day outside in Boise. We mowed what little lawn we have right now (hopefully it comes back with a vengeance once the sun starts shining) and raked up the pine needles.

This was one of the most relaxing Easters in a while. Nowhere to go, spent the day riding our bikes in the sun (even the 4 yr old can keep up now), and great dinner prepared by Miss Clover G.

Spring Break - Scottsdale

It has been years since I have gone on a real spring break. This year we piled up on a plane and headed to Scottsdale to visit my father-in-law. We had a great time!

Activities included the Phoenix Zoo, a train park, swimming pool, shopping and eating out every night at the great restaurants in Scottsdale. We are looking forward to doing it again, maybe next year we can hit some spring baseball too.

Bronze sculpture

Bishop Kelly, a local Catholic high school (which happens to employ my wife), recently celebrated the opening of their new commons area (read story here). The creation of these sculpture, designed by one of their teachers Michael Dente, was very fascinating to watch. From the clay modeling (which I was able to touch and push a little clay around) to the installation of the water feature and placement of the bronze statues (I stayed far away from the installation of those heavy statues). The finished product creates a breathtaking entry to the school, and center piece for the student commons area.

Daddy-Street-Photography

The holidays are upon us already. Professionally, I might think I am optimistic about the holiday season with reports of a strong Back Friday, or a record breaking Cyber Monday sales. However, sometimes is is nice to sit back and enjoy the little things the holiday season provides. Such as looking at it through the eyes of my 7 and 4 year old. Watching their joy of decorating the tree or watching them try and keep a secret from Mom about a stealth house lighting project. There is so much magic in the Christmas season for them now, and I will do my best to live through them vicariously (although I sometimes forget).