"P" Family Sneak Peek | Folsom Family Photography

This is my beautiful friend Michele and her darling family. Our kids attend preschool together. Which, incidentally, is an awesome preschool and is now accepting applications for Fall, email me if you're looking for a fabulous Folsom-area preschool.



During Memorial Day weekend I got to meet and photograph her extended family: siblings, cousins, grandparents, the whole sha-bang. What a fun group of people. There was so much laughter (and great food) in that house! The weather was gorgeous and cooperative... I just wish I'd taken them up on the offer to stick around for Dad's BBQ ribs. They smelled soooo good. Not to mention the bacon. I don't even know what dish the bacon was being cooked for, but man that smell put me right at home. Yeah, you could say I'm food-oriented.



Too bad nobody loves this little guy, huh. It was a challenge to get him to smile at first, but once he did, look how his eyes lit up!



And the fantastic & fun Great Grandparents were very cool. And sooo in love with the kiddos.


(Um, yeah, Grandpa is 83! Can you believe it?)

Michele & family - thanks for having me. I really enjoyed documenting a little bit of your day. Here's a short slideshow:

Choir performance

Last minute hem adjustment from Dad:


At home on the stage:

And then there was the STOMPING. There was a peppermint candy painted on the floor. Monkey was fascinated by it, and couldn't resist stomping upon it. Over, and over, and over again. When I asked him later what the stomping was all about, he smiled and said, "Mom, I wanted to EAT it!" (So, trying to break off a piece, maybe?)

Dancing with his shadow:

Squatting - either in anticipation for the jump at the end of the song, or avoiding swinging arms during "We Wish You a Merry Christmas." I think.

That's our Monkey. Gotta love him. Yes, we have video footage.

Tech Rehearsal, Toddler Style

I am a human being. My husband is a human being. And though I am a devout believer in intelligent design and not evolution - somehow my sweetie and I managed to produce us some monkey offspring. So from now until I change my mind, my toddler boy will be referred to as "Monkey."

Monkey likes to sing and dance. He sings in a choir at church and yesterday they had their final rehearsal for the Christmas show. For the big kids, it was the tech rehearsal. For the little kids (aka monkey's choir), it was controlled chaos.

Tired of waiting for his entire group's turn to take the stage, monkey made himself at home on the steps.



Feeling comfortable there, he headed for the microphones nearby, which were set for the big kids choir. It was about 10 inches too high for him, pointed upward. But HIS choir's songs were playing in the background and by golly he was going to have his moment on THIS stage. He proceeded to shout that song at the top of his lungs, adjusting the mic to point downward at him midway through.

Did I stop him? ...uh, no. I laughed until tears streamed down, and did my best to capture the moment.

And I can hardly bear to share the details of what he did once the whole GROUP was on stage. I am quite certain our tactile little monkey had never felt crushed velvet before. Until he noticed it on the girl beside him...

Did I mention that when they lined up in a straight line on stage, to practice their 3 songs, Monkey stepped forward 3 paces to allow the rest of the kids to provide backup to his lead.

His #1 request from Santa this year... a drumset. Hmm.