life at the farm

I spent the weekend visiting my parents at Ridgefield Farm downstate. Here's the photo proof!

hey mike?

this is mike.  he's a awesome guy.  once he pretended to be my dad so that i could go snowboarding, the day we learned that snowboarding should be added to the list of sports i shouldn't participate in, thanks mike!  mike needs a facebook profile picture, friends don't let friends look like this:

we're friends right mike? you don't just pretend to like me because i married your cute youngest brother?  we are?  good.  now, right click, save picture, and upload it to facebook.  please?

a word about my watermark

my hubs brought it to my attention tonight that he isn't a fan of the big "do not copy" watermark on my photos.  please rest assured, it is there for a reason.  someday i would like to consider doing photography for profit - it's an expensive habit that to continue long term will need to start paying for itself (except for my little punk and any siblings and or cousins he may have).  as such, i want to make sure that all of my work is presented in the best possible light.  images pulled from my blog are sized for the internet and as such are small image files at low resolution, not the best example.  

so, images on this blog (and the 365 blog when i start that back up) will always be watermarked.  however, if you want a full resolution image to use or print, please let me know, i'll send it right out to you.

ice fishing: part deux

hotrod brought the 4x4 - the unloading part always freaks me out.

no old fashioned fishing for us.  we're too cool to lug our gear to the ice by hand. 

my idea of a power auger.

errr...weren't there just too of you?

I got in on the fun.

i offered up $20 if he didn't dump me...i wasn't really going to pay, totally wasn't necessary to dump me, thank you very much.

back off ladies, this hot young stud is spoken for.  unless he doesn't burn the hat, then he's up for grabs.

actually, forget the early american fighter pilot wanna be hat, i think i'll keep him.

celebrate good times

i think this is what i have to look forward to in 30 years. insert party music here.

merry christmas

this punk is the only kid on this side of the family.  for this reason we all tend to get a little carried away in the gift department.  i think he likes it!

open it dad!

oh! a camera! payback's a comin for the auntarazzi

"i see it!  i see it!"

grandma & grandpa got him a train that spells out his name.

it was all over once he opened the tractor.  i think he's in love.

what? a box of clothes? can I PLEASE have my tractor back?!

shhhh, don't tell tommy i posted his picture for the world to see.

Merry Christmas a few days early

today we went to a family christmas party. we had a great time. thanks E & J for inviting us to your home. since we were at the punk's house the auntarazzi came out to take some pictures.

we love him

what are they pointing at you ask?

the life of the party decided to take a little nap.  

no punk, don't be surprised that the auntarazzi has the camera out!

m! it needs batteries.  fix it!

did i mention that he's cute?

showing grandpa that the noise maker needs batteries.

oh yeah!

did i mention that he's cute?

quite possibly my favorite series ever

let's call this - installing a well pump 101.

aw, dad, why are you trying so hard, it's easy!

ok, i'll just hold this while you push.

dang, it's harder than it looks.

maybe if we both push REAL hard

we can get it

look son, we got it!

by golly, we did.  go team.

Happy Birthday Punk

Our favorite (only!) punk nephew turned two last week.  As the auntarazzi, I brought my camera along and took some pictures of said punk kid and his cousins.  

Deep down, he's really excited that it's his birthday.

Here's his cousin J.

Birthday dude was a little tired.

He was VERY excited when he opened this one.  "Oh!" He exclaimed.

M., another of Punk's cousins.

N. had the job of ferrying gifts to the table.