Last weekend I photographed this lovely lady and her super cute kids; the partial result being that I now want Noah to wear a dress and pretend to be my daughter for awhile. Or, better yet, to be young and adorable and cuddly again like Brandie’s son instead of the smart-arsed thirteen eight-year-old that he is. (Not that I’m not occasionally amused by his new found teenage-ness, even if it is a bit premature.) 

Here’s a sneak peak:




And oh my god, how badly I want to crawl into my computer monitor right now. See those? Those delicious brownies and that delicious bottle of wine? Oh hell yes. Thank you Brandie! You made my day!