Bubbles, bouncy balls, and boys....

The very last night in Texas was what I would consider a great one (right next to a hot date and 'I am gonna spoil you so bad' dinner). The last night was spent shooting (ok ok photographing) the Johnson family. Now, let me just say this, when I say Kris has her hands full, I would say that is an understatement. You walk into their home and you know that its a man's world. I almost considered putting on a helmet when I saw Zach and his friend throwing a big ole ball around in the house! Yep, in the house, tsk tsk:) ~ ok secretly I love it. Kris, just laughed rolled her eyes and carried on with dinner...cooking for the family, me, Kara, and her baby Judah (who I doubt ate any spaghetti). After dinner, we went over to an unnamed park .....unnamed only because I can't remember, and threw the ball around, took pictures, cried a little (not me this time), smiled and took more pictures. I also had the privilege of having an assistant, shout out to the young fella for blowing bubbles when times got tough. In fact, we should all blow bubbles when times get tough, seems to work. With this economy, would probably see bubbles blowing out of almost every window.

She loves her boys!