Birthday Boy

Some days, it’s really weird and difficult to watch Andrew grow older. I met him when we were in high school, so every now and then I do a double-take and realize he’s really an adult, and it freaks me out a tad. Birthdays are typically a little surreal and often make me feel like time is flying too fast.

Other days (like today), watching him grow older makes my heart feel overwhelmingly full of love and so thankful for how long I’ve had the privilege of calling him mine. He is the sweetest husband, the hardest worker, and (as cliche as it sounds) my very best friend. I’m so glad God pulled us together.

Happy 26th birthday, handsome man! I’m crazy about you. ;)

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~Cait

Lexi Girl

Truth be told, yesterday was pretty sucky.

After a sad heap of health issues and vet visits and tears, we had to say goodbye to this beautiful babe.

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It was really, really rough, and I’m already missing the mooching face.

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One of my all-time favorite childhood memories was the day we brought Lexi home. We were on our way home from church when Dad spotted someone selling a bunch of adorable golden retriever puppies. He pulled over and shocked us all when he said we could take one home. (The bewildered face Mom made is forever ingrained in my brain.) Dad claims to have not the slightest care in the world for animals, but he totally has a soft spot for golden retrievers. We brought her home, and she quickly became known as the happiest and hungriest dog alive.

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Lexi brought me through junior high and high school and was the first to confront me about my picture-taking addiction.

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She endured much half-hearted scolding and fought back with puppy eyes.

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In her mid-life crisis years, she took up modeling.

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She also was rumored to have invented the selfie.

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Her great passion was food.

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The only thing Lexi loved more than food was people.

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Later in life, she took a young German shepherd under her wise wing and tried to teach him the benefits of lying down and sitting still.

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He was a rebellious student, but she managed to teach him a few things.

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They became good friends. And even better party animals.

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Lexi let me cry on her shoulder when my first boyfriend broke up with me. She stayed in my room with me when I dared to watch the Sixth Sense alone. And I knew I could always count on her to embrace a good afternoon nap.

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My heart is so sad that she won’t be around to teach Jack some more manners, but I’m so thankful for the 11 and a half years she spent with our family! If there were a prize for world’s most amiable dog, she would have won the gold.

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Sweet dreams, Lexi girl. Miss you already.

~Cait

The Slow Days

Every winter, I typically enjoy a period of time where the editing slows, the shoots are few, and the free time abounds for the most part. I have a 2nd job that helps my income working at my parents’ office part-time, but my hours are usually easier and less overwhelming in the CaitPhoto world from January to March. 2015, for some reason, didn’t get that memo. It’s been a little nonstop for me so far this year, but April has finally brought me a little bit of a slower pace, and I looove it. I am enjoying a week of slow days. :)

Some days are boring. Some days are awesome. Some days, I wish I had a normal 9-5 job, and other days I thank God with my entire being that my job is as flexible and convenient as it is. Granted, my summer and fall seasons last year were the busiest I’ve ever had, so I feel it’s a well-deserved relief. ;) I’ve felt guilty at times in the past that my occupation occasionally provides me with some built-in chill time, but I’ve recently been cherishing it without shame because I know the slow days won’t stay forever.

I take joy in the freedom to nap from time to time, and I let Jack crawl right on under the covers with me and bury me in his 70-pound heap of fur, because I know one day I won’t have the luxury of napping whenever I want with my dog.

I go out to eat with Andrew and stare at his handsome face that will hopefully be what my future babies’ faces resemble most. I enjoy listening to his stories, laughing at his jokes, and reveling in the blessing that is marriage. I try to hold on to every minute I get to spend with him, because I know other human beings will be fighting for my attention in a few years.

I walk or run in the mornings if I have the energy, because I know even getting out of bed will one day seem challenging. And if I feel like sleeping in one morning, I gift myself that extra hour because it will no doubt be rare in the future when little people are in charge of my wakeup calls.

I sit quietly at the table for breakfast by myself and smile, knowing that one day there will be a small person or two or three sitting across from me blowing bubbles in their chocolate milk.

I breathe in every quiet moment. And while the quiet moments and slow days sometimes make me feel spoiled or even insignificant, I know they are lavished on me by Christ and are preparing me for a very non-boring and incredibly significant role in the future.

I look forward to it. :)

~Cait