Change of Plans

The boys and I planned to head to Chapel Hill this morning for a quick trip to visit friends and photograph a few darlings.  I’ll admit I was feeling a bit travel weary having just come home from Spring break, but I had said I would come and so gosh darn it – we were coming!  Arrangements were made, bags packed, and car loaded.  And then, in the wee hours this morning, little Owen – who had been coughing and sniffling yesterday – woke up crying and announced he was sick.  And sick he was.  He “nuggled” and moaned for a few hours before drifting off to sleep at which point I tiptoed off to send a bunch of emails that all said, “Just kidding! No trip after all!” and undo, unload and unpack.  It’s all been terribly depressing.

Thankfully, I found these images while going through old files for a project and they made me laugh until I cried. Oh man, the wonders of Photoshop!  The monkeys and I had so much fun creating these a year or so ago (Make my nose big!  Now give me an extra set of arms!) and I’m glad I rediscovered them – there is something magical that happens when you laugh so hard your tummy hurts and your eyes well up with tears.  It was just what I needed.

xo,

R.

p.s. I miss Owen’s curls!  I hope they come back with the humidity this summer … I hope I hope I hope.