Katie and Cameron were married in 2012 at Magnolia Manor in a wedding full of rope swing glory, and Katie and I have kept in touch since through our mutual love of cats. There has been good times with cats (YAY CATS!!) and bad times with cats (illnesses, and the unfortunate passing away of their adored cat Bug before our session), but through the thick and thin, I know I have someone to message and commiserate with when it comes to cats… and for that I am grateful. :) And now that they’re in a light-filled modernist house of awesome in Chapel Hill, we can also keep in touch with our mutual love of attempting to keep desert plants alive in a zone 8 climate with high humidity.

Now Katie and Cameron have an ADORABLE toddler named Grayson who enjoys playing with his furry brothers and sisters (brown doggo Birdie, black doggo Chevy, gray kitteh Tuna), as well as feeding them cat treats (dogs included), and picking up sticks and running around with them. His parents have excellent taste, so they bought him a Charley Harper tent which is the most beautiful and fantastic tent, but he doesn’t care to sit in it, so Tuna the cat has taken it over. When he’s not playing with sticks or throwing balls, he likes to pull flowering stems off Katie’s succulents despite our protests, and also throw his head back and make noises like a zombie (it’s a true skill). His parents are particularly proud of the zombie moaning that Grayson’s mastered, but Katie still maintains that her greatest accomplishment is having a kid who loves cats more than she does. We have a deep love for this family, and we’re so glad the incredible Grayson has joined their ranks (we’re pretty sure that Birdie and Chevy are grateful too since now they get to eat cat treats and bananas).

Guys! Tyler has now gone from a baby to a toddler. How does that happen? Science, I guess, and time. And now that he’s older, he’s starting to show some preferences and affinities that I hope he carries with him through the rest of his life. Namely: his love of cats and his overuse of sprinkles while making cookies. When I say cats, I mean their two pet cats Bongo and Max who stare at us from the top step and then run, and also his orange stuffed cat named Tom who does not leave Tyler’s side. And when I say overuse of sprinkles, I mean that 99% of that cookie is comprised of sprinkles, and I’m really not sure how you’d eat it, but I support it.

Tyler also likes painting his parents, running through bubbles, and looking aggravated while sitting on top of a gnome stool. He also likes making Super Target stores out of sand in his sand box (he is going to be such a catch). We are told that he wants to be a “big fat morning dove” when he grows up, and he enjoys riding his tricycle, identifying dogs on walks, and feeding ducks when they are at the pond. Laurin and Tim enjoy really wonderful art, really wonderful wallpaper, Game of Thrones, and keeping up with Tyler. The best part of taking photos of repeat clients is seeing how they got a large print made of Tyler looking aggravated while sitting on top of a gnome stool. We absolutely adore this family.

These guyyyys! First of all, everyone in this family has a great name. Everyone. Including the dog. Second of all, I’m going to steal all of their furniture, wallpaper, and paint colors. Third of all, Flossie and I have the same cat-head pillow. I showed her proof on my phone, which is how I finally won over her trust. Once she knew that we shared the same cat-head pillow, but that we also have and like cats, then Flossie figured we must be trust-worthy adults, and proceeded with the session instead of hiding behind her mom. Obviously, we share the same method of determining whether or not people should be liked. While I was working the Flossie angle, Geoff showed Linus his Boba Fett tattoo in order to gain Star Wars street cred, and then we were golden. After that, we systematically destroyed their living room by turning it into a fort, and made pancakes that involved a lot of free-floating flour that got on the clothes, faces, and hair of everyone (including Vegas the long-haired wiener dog of my dreams), and then slowwwwly backed out the door with our hands up, ran into our car, and sped away… leaving them with the wreckage of their formally very clean house.  But not before a lot of basketball was played, fingernails were painted, and dance parties were had. These kids are adorable (Linus is also rocking the same haircut as Geoff, and if I were two feet shorter I’d be coming back to steal all of Flossie’s outfits) and their parents are awesome, and a great time was had by all.