She is turning 2 on May 2nd. She hardly speaks. She has ways without words to express her feelings, needs, and desires. I think she's fully capable of talking, but chooses not to. She's afraid of bugs but is fascinated by them just the same....



....She is very affectionate. She loves her big sister with every ounce of her being, that is very apparent. She will do ANYTHING Tara asks her to. She is a momma's girl. She wants to be with me at all times. When we go anywhere, she is fine with everyone as long as mommy is within eye shot. If I'm not, she cries....



....Every time she wears a shirt with a zipper, I have to pin it with a diaper pin. If I don't, she'll take it off. She's afraid of the dark and must have a night light in her room....



....She is sitting in my lap as I write this blog. She is my baby. She is having a birthday. She is growing up.

My Tulips Bloomed!

God is truly amazing. His artwork is everywhere. His attention to detail is astounding. Just when you think something is as beautiful as it can possibly be, we look closer and find even more beauty. What kind of God is it who creates such beauty, and such detail, to not only please Himself, but also to bring pleasure to us. Thank you God. I love tulips.

This is my nephew. The subject of yet more of my portrait creations. The first picture is just an ordinary shot, and where the inspiration comes for all of my creations (every day ordinary pictures). Even a picture that is not "great" can become fabulous when I get my hands on it.





Here he is yet again as a miniature boy atop mommy's desk. The original pictures were of him playing on a playground. Notice how I even added his reflection in the wood grain. My motto is: "If you can imagine it, I can create it. If you can't imagine it, I can still create it!".



one more funny one of baby boy Caleb aka (Super Baby).

Last weekend, we got quite a bit of rain. On Sunday, Tara went outside in her raincoat and mud boots to take a stroll in it. I noticed her out the front window praying. I snapped a picture and asked what she was praying for. She said " I'm praying for Jesus to protect my brick house from the rain". She had drawn the house with sidewalk chalk on the porch the day before. And to her joy, the next day, it was still there. "Jesus answered my prayer" she told me.

Here's our old dog Jack. He's 13 years old. Sweet, sweet boy. Very tender and loving.