not real | sherwood park maternity photographer

In the fall, we visited our local pumpkin patch to make scarecrows, walk the corn maze at night with flashlights and have a fire with some great friends.  When I asked our friend if they had "real" washrooms, he said yes.  As we rounded the corner I exclaimed "these aren't real!" (b/c they were portapotties).  Hank, I guess listening to me, opens the door to the first one and says "nope, they're not real" and slams it closed again.

Anxiously awaiting the birth of their son (baby Kai):

reading | sherwood park family photographer

I was cuddling with Henry while reading my book one morning and he asked why I wasn't talking.  I told him it's because I read in my head.  He said "that's weird.  My brain makes me talk.  Hi, my name is Henry"!!!  

Today is our first "real" day of winter (snow to shovel, -20C).  I'm wishing I was back at this day with the Brown family!