my palmer

Oh Palmer, what can I say about my Palmer??

He is inquisitive and tender. Such a sweet spirit for a little boy of two years old. He wraps his arms around my neck every morning when he wakes up as if he hasn't seen me in ages. He is calling out for me as I type this at midnight ~ he talks in his sleep like his Daddy.

These pictures were taken on his 2nd birthday at Venice beach. Unlike Peyton, who hates to get dirty, Palmer delights in the feeling of sand between his toes (and in his hair, his belly button and numerous other crevices).

My squishy Palmer, don't ever grow up...

i love him.

Have I ever mentioned that I won the husband lottery??

Seriously, I don't think that I have done anything in my life to deserve such an incredible man. Not only is he an amazing husband, but he is the best father to our boys. He is loving yet firm, but mostly he is a big kid at heart. I love him for that.

He is going under the knife tomorrow and I am reminded just how much he means to me. I couldn't do any of this without his encouragement and support. My boys and I are blessed to have him every day. I love him ~ just sayin'.

ole miss.

Nothing says southern gentleman like a seersucker suit. Can you tell from the tie selection that these two are UM fans?? Blake and Amber made their way down from Mississippi to renew their vows in Orange Beach, AL. They were blessed with the most amazing sunset ceremony on the white sandy shores of the beach where they first met. Along for the ride was their precious baby boy Blake Adam.

I was in heaven with the beautiful beach and the beautiful children. I love the southern attire that you see on babies and little ones in the south. I swear, people from Alabama know how to do children.

Blake and Amber were so obviously in love it was a pleasure to photograph, but I didn't get many shots where they weren't kissing!

~LP

**fireworks**

Our fourth of July went off with a BANG! We had an AMAZING shoot at St George Island with one fiery family. The Kupiszewski (Kup-e-chef-ski) Klan goes to the beach together every summer and has been for almost 20 years. I was lucky enough to be invited to take family portraits of this pretty Polish bunch and I was not about to miss it.

You know, I happen to be partial to Polish folks. I am actually Polish by marriage. Yep, Paske was Paskevich at one time and was shortened at Ellis Island. So, needless to say... no Polish jokes around here! This Independance Day reminds me of how lucky we all are to live in a free country, where even boys of Polish decent can be lucky in love and in life!! Right David?!?
*wink, wink*