I met up with Lauren yesterday. She's a blogger-turned-real-life-friend. She's a story teller who works with both words and pictures. A moment is more vivid when she shows it to us through her eyes. Nothing is mundane, nobody is normal, and even the cheese graters hold fascination. She shocks me with the realization that her world is the same place I've been living in all this time. I never even knew it.
And she has me pegged. "I can see her being the one at the party with her skirt accidentally tucked into her pantyhose," she wrote about me in her post about our visit. God, she is so right. If I ever pen a memoir, some variation of that statement will have to serve as the title.
But, since a picture says a thousand words and, I promise, you'd rather hear it from her than me, here are a few shots of Number Two to prove my point (in case you haven't followed the previous links to her blog already).
Photos by Lauren
6 comments:
Oddly enough, neither of us mentioned boobs in our posts. :)
those pictures are FANTASTIC!
Great shots. I particularly love his expression in the black and white.
Is it sad that I felt like a huge part of me died tonight when you didn't post? Post every day damnit. I read it.
OMG, you have a gorgeous little boy. I think he looks like you in the shot of you both together.
Holy crap, does he ever look like your husband.
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