Spunk / by Carey

She never ceases to surprise me. Ever.

When we returned from our trip to Topsail Island, NC in early June, I had a revelation that we were in a sweet, sweet spot with Little Lady. She was obeying wonderfully. She'd turned just plain sweet. We liked her. We'd waited three years for this. We could finally genuinely LIKE our daughter.

I don't know when that changed, but we're back to the battlefield with her these days. I think we are both battle weary as well. And I find myself spending more time frustrated with her constant challenges than I am enamored with her, which frustrates me even further. This wasn't how I wanted it to be.

Last night Shawn took them outside to play to give me some (hopefully) uninterrupted time to work on some household tasks that have mounted up. But I quickly got the "you need to come out here" call. Little Buddy wanted me to play football with them (which, I still find surprising, that I quite enjoy doing!). I did for a bit and then Little Lady was asking to water the plants, so I took a break to help her out with the water hose.

I was taking pictures earlier of Shawn and Little Buddy, so I had the camera. She looked so cute watering the flowers, so I had to start with her too.

Carey Pace 2011

Carey Pace 2011

Carey Pace 2011

Carey Pace 2011


She was doing a good job and being so helpful. And then BAM! Out of nowhere. SPUNK, I tell you, SPUNK.

Carey Pace 2011



I asked her "did you just put that in your MOUTH?" She just giggled and started doing it more. You can totally see her little devious satisfied expressions.

Carey Pace 2011

Carey Pace 2011

Carey Pace 2011

Carey Pace 2011

Carey Pace 2011

Carey Pace 2011

When all was said and done, she'd thoroughly soaked herself but "washed the patio" for me.


She looks so incredibly sweet to me in these images. This is a place where I'm glad for my camera, for a different reason. I can spend so much time just plain aggravated at all the trouble the two of them can cause. Messes to clean up. Fights to break up. Arguments to discuss, endlessly. Battle of wills.

But when I take a step back. And I look at her. Her essence captured by my camera. I'm captivated. As I well should be.

Carey Pace 2011


I shot these with my
D90
Nikon 85mm f1.8