Photographing a River

My sisters both had babies within 6 weeks of one another in 2014. 

It was a great time for me: the time when I became a blood aunt.

Actually I don't call myself a blood aunt because that is terrifying.

Recently (ok last summer) I was able to take pictures of my niece, River. 

She's cute.

She's sassy,

She's a ginger.

Her full name is River Itasca so this means we call her: River, Riv, River Itasca, Tassy, Tass, Itasca-dera, Sassy Tassy, Sass-a-fras, Sassy Tassy Fras, Tass-a-fras,

Uhh, moving on...

At first glance the photo shoot appears to be going well.

Happy Birthday: to the only Cat I've ever loved

I have a little sister

Catlin is her name

I think she's very pretty

with her curly mane.

We like to laugh together

Good friends are what we are.

We can sit for hours and blether

Even in a strangers car.

So come and join with me

And read the post below.

Let's end the horrid poem

And shuffle off to Buffalo.

Y'all, that was so much harder than it looks.

My baby sister, Catlin Daye, is having a birthday today. 

I won't tell you how old she is but it starts with a two and rhymes with heaven.

Here's a walk down memory lane with the one and only Cat in my life....

Her name is Catlin but she also responds to:
CatDaye, Cat, Miss Kitty, Callitan, Kitty Cat, Skister Sue, Cat-Cat-Jehosephat, KitCat, Gosshopper, Callin
I think it's obvious our family has nickname issues.