My kids enjoying the snow yesterday.

(Don’t worry, their hands didn’t freeze. We were only out for a few minutes.)

I took mister I and mister D to a park play date with my good friend and her boys. I haven’t played with my camera in awhile (other than sessions) so I wanted to get some pics of mister I and his best buddy. We get together as often as we can (weather permitting) so our boys can run off some steam together. They’re quite the pair. Always wanting to play baseball and fight. I didn’t get any pics of mister D since he was napping in his stroller. I’ll have to take some of him tomorrow.

shooting the breeze…

my serious kid… seems like every time I point the camera in his direction….

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Miss N was able to get a smile out of him!

Miss N and Mister T!

my mom made these awesome hats for my friends.  Aren’t they cute?!!!

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thanks and have a wonderful snowy day!!!

Here’s a little of information about copyright.

Any image that I produce is copyrighted by me, Jenica Lemmons. Sometimes I’ll allow people the right to reproduce my images by selling them a cd or a file. Though they can print them, they don’t have copyright on them.

Scanning, saving, downloading, right clicking, screen printing, and copying my photos are all against the law. The reason I watermark my photos is to try and prevent people from taking my images without my consent. Now I don’t want to be a big ol meanie about it, but photography is my way to earn a living. I work very hard at what I do and really don’t like people taking advantage of me.

I want to add that I love my clients. Most of them have become good friends of mine and for the most part people have been WONDERFUL to work with. There are just a few stinkers in the bunch that might not make it on Santa’s “nice” list this year.

As far as sharing photos online, I don’t mind people using watermarked images for their sites, facebook, myspace, etc, but just please ask me first. I will happily provide you with images for those purposes.

I just hope the people I work with will choose to do the right thing. There will always be those people who choose to be dishonest. Those people will choose to ignore that gut feeling they get when they’re doing something they shouldn’t. Please don’t be that person.

If anyone has any questions please don’t hesitate to ask. You can even comment below if you’d like.

and of course a post on a photography blog is useless without pictures. Here’s one of Miss K showing us all how she feels about copyright infringement.

This morning we attended my daughter’s Veteran’s day assembly. They will be out of school tomorrow, so they held it this morning. Last year she was sad that we didn’t go since they said Derrick’s name at the assembly. Knowing how disappointed she was last year, we went this time. They had a cute show with the older kids reading poems and reciting historical facts. We sang songs and they spoke kind words out those who fought for our country. They had all the veterans stand up in front and talk about when they served and what branch they served in. Derrick went up front and I watched Keely beam with pride for her daddy.

I don’t normally get emotional about these sort of things, but when they sang Battle Hymn of the Republic, I got all teary.

Thank you to all Veterans who have served our country. My husband is one of those who served. Though he did not serve in the battlefields in Iraq or Afghanistan, he did his part in the US Army for seven years.  We had a lot of adventures, and a lot of heartache. My heart goes out to those currently separated from their loved ones so that we can keep our freedom.

Here’s an old pic of us when Derrick was in the military. I wasn’t a photographer back then, so please excuse the quality.

Traditional
Written By: Julia Ward Howe

Mine eyes have seen the glory
Of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage
Where the grapes of wrath are stor’d;
He hath loos’d the fateful lightning
Of His terrible swift sword:
His truth is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.

I have seen Him in the watchfires
Of a hundred circling camps,
They have builded Him an altar
In the evening dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence
By the dim and flaring lamps:
His day is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.

I have read a fiery gospel
Writ in burnished rows of steel:
“As ye deal with My contemners,
So with you My grace shall deal:”
Let the Hero born of woman
Crush the serpent with His heel,
Since God is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.

He has sounded forth the trumpet
That shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men
Before His judgment seat.
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him!
Be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.

In the beauty of the lilies
Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom
That transfigures you and me;
As He died to make men holy
Let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.

So a lot of you who know my son, know that he is the most difficult child to photograph. He’s two, going on three here in March and I have maybe three decent smiling pics of him from the last year. Well, friday night he decided that for a split second he would look straight into the camera and give mom a really nice smile.

He’s going through one of those two year old phases where everything is “no” and “I don’t want to.” My sister who babysits him while I work has to deal with his uncooperative behavior a few times a week. It’s a tough time and I’m hoping he grows out of it. Between that and the tantrums, he’s gonna cause me some grey hairs. Though when he says things like “I’m sorry mama…” it melts my heart and turns me into a big pile of mush. He can be the sweetest little boy and at the same time be the biggest stinker. I love him sooooo very much…