staying real : things my parents say


When we arrive at a restaurant for dinner at 4:30pm:

“There’s nobody here! I can’t believe it!”


During the Masters:

“What do the different colored shirts mean?”

“What do they do if they have to go to the bathroom?”

“It’s really cool that he won it in overtime!”

(Again…football family. It’s all we know.)

Oh, they make me so happy. So, so happy. I loved being home.


7 thoughts on “staying real : things my parents say

  1. I love this post, it brought a smile to my face. Makes me miss my parents (one is in Ohio and one is in Michigan)

    Great photos, I really love the lighting in each of them and the way that your parents’ personalities are captured.

    • Hi Katherine! These photos were actually taken with my phone (a droid x, which I wholeheartedly do not recommend). But all “real” pictures on the blog are taken with my Canon 7D (which I wholeheartedly DO recommend!) and usually a 50mm 1.8 lens. So glad you enjoyed this post! :)

      • I think they’re very good! My boyfriend is a photographer, so I try to pick up terms and equipment names when I can in an attempt to learn a thing or two! :)

  2. I agree with a previous comment…your parents’ personalities seem to be captured so well!!

    I live in the Southeast where SEC football reigns…and I’m pretty sure the term “overtime” was used around here as well. hehe!!

    Have a great weekend!

    • Thank you so much! Honestly, those are my favorite comments to receive. I always try to capture people as they really are so it makes me so happy to hear that the authentic reflections are coming through! Thanks so much for stopping by; hoping you have a great weekend (in the wonderful Southeast!!!) too!

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