I've seen a miracle

I can now say that I have witnessed a miracle, a REAL one. Let me preface this story by saying that he's okay. Not just okay, he's great.

Last night around 6 I got a call that Boyfriend's 2-year old son had fallen from a third story window. At the time that was all the information that was available. I flew to the hospital and met up with the grandparents and daddy. Once there we found out that he was conscious and talking. Nothing was broken. They ran a bunch of tests and scans to make sure there wasn't something internal. EVERYTHING came out fine. This extremely lucky little boy landed in the roses (I've never been so happy someone fell in a rose bush) and bounced his way out. When I saw him he didn't even need so much as a band-aid but looked like maybe he had just tripped at the park. This morning he was eating his french toast and drinking his milk (spilling it on himself as only a 2 year old can) and playing with his daddy's cell phone. He now has a new nickname. He is "Tigger", because Tiggers bounce.

Worldwide Photo Walk

Shutter Sisters is blogging this morning about Scott Kelby's 2nd Annual Worldwide Photo Walk. I'm still a pretty much SOOC photographer and getting to know my point and shoot but I'm going to be brave and sign up anyway. I'm going to make the short drive up to South Lake Tahoe, CA on July 18 and join up with other photographers (up to 50 in a group) and go on an adventure. Anyone else want to play?

It's summer!

It's starting

I'm cooking dinner and I hear "tee hee hee! undies!" (pause) "tee hee hee! undies!"

I turned around and my 6 year old has been flipping through the JCPenney catalogue and come to the underwear models. He is pointing at the underwear of each one and giggling "tee hee hee! undies!". Do I need to hide the Victoria Secret catalogues now?

Oh, yeah... THAT'S why

I moved to this desert a little over 6 years ago. I moved from a place that was lush, green, and pretty. And that's why I moved. That particular kind of green and pretty only comes from a fair constant deluge of rain and clouds. I moved houses this weekend during the tail-end of 8 straight days of rain. This was such a rare occurence here that the media was talking about the records (This storm was the most water from one storm ever recorded. The longest ever continuous stretch of rain was 11 days in 1911. There was a storm for 10 days in around 1980). The first couple of days I thought "this is so nice" (it had already been raining off and on, and therefore not part of the continuous days count, for about a week) and I got out to take pictures of rain drops on plants. But now, well, a couple weeks of rain and this morning I woke up and was so happy to see that pretty blue sky I could have cried. I love my desert!