My first blog post

 Littlest Little.

Littlest Little.

I'm not good at blogging.  I don't write well, and never really cared much for it.  But here it goes, I think it's a great way to get my day-to-day pics out there.  I have a pretty normal life.  You know.  Kids that make life crazy.  A fantastic husband who never gets enough credit.  Two cute dogs who slobber a lot but I love them.  Hoping they will all serve as some inspiration for me.  I'm challenging myself to post at least twice a month.  I should mention.  I tried this while living in Australia, I thought that would be a cool thing to blog about.  It lasted about 2 months. 

So here goes nothing.  More about Tricia H. Eaton, the t.h.e. part of t.h.e Photography.  

My kids are freaking ADORABLE!  (like all of our kiddos!)  They also drive me up a wall, they are just busy kids.  Always into things and like tornadoes if they are set free for .05 seconds.  

Notice the dog bowl, that comes up later.

 Biggest Little.

Biggest Little.

They are always messy, and usually sans clothes after lunch due to the mess.  This explains why I always have piles of laundry in the house.  I don't know how four people can go through soooooooooo many articles of clothing.

 Littlest Little post lunch just yesterday.

Littlest Little post lunch just yesterday.

 Biggest Little making a card, chocolate smudges and all.

Biggest Little making a card, chocolate smudges and all.

I also have two boxers.  They are our original fur babies, and are amazing with the girls.  They have great personalities and potentially like my parents more than me.  They went with us to Australia so they are well traveled.  More to come on them.  Can't spill all the beans in post one or I'll never have topics for the other days.

 Bella (left), Major (right) - note his spit bubbles.

Bella (left), Major (right) - note his spit bubbles.

The two of them combined makes for some fun situations as well.

 I struggle with this daily.  The littles are always in the dog bowls.

I struggle with this daily.  The littles are always in the dog bowls.

 seriously? 

seriously? 

Now, the littles are up from naps and time to get dinner going.  To be continued........