My friends are the most talented people alive.

Does it hardly seem fair that I have a friend who takes great pictures and you don't?

Meet C. Palmer

TWO amazing photog friends who put up with my antics?

Hello S. Bushman

Would you believe I have THREE?! Well then check out these amazing shots of the nugget and meet one Rian  Hansing. That's right.

We all know why you're here: the nugget. Just admit it.

I've been harassing Rian about making Max and his best little buddy C. Hansing play baby croquet for AGES. She finally gave into my demands the week we were moving from Oklahoma to Phoenix. She's pretty much the greatest lady ever and the results were devastatingly adorable even though Max was a total Cranky Pants McGee the whole time.

It should also be public information that the night that our moving truck was packed up and we were deathly tired of packing and hadn't noticed we were starving to death-- Rian just happened to popped by (on her way to take her babies on a fun outing) with the most amazing dinner of chicken enchiladas and brownies and lemonade AND everything needed to warm and consume these unimaginable treats. Did I mention I have the greatest friends on the planet? I said that, right?

Rian Hansing Photography is for rock stars. Clearly you should call  Rian and schedule a round of baby croquet. Babies not included.

*All photography proprietary property of Rian Hansing Photography and if you steal them the nugget will whack you with his croquet mallot. All of this beautiful  shoot is public on our flikr stream this week only. The ones not included in this post will be made private next week to help protect Rian's work.

118 Degrees Folks. That is Fahrenheit.

There is no time like the present to start doing something you love... again :)

I've been stalling the return of posting after my little summer break out of fear:

Fear that I won't know where to start and skip over something exciting that happened in the last couple of months.

Fear that I'll start and then punk out again.

Fear that no one is reading anymore.

But I'm over it now. I'm biting the bullet and jumping back in. The Elmos are back in action "blogwise." Hopefully we can entertain you with our antics once again.

Even if I can't, I know a certain nugget that can melt your heart with a devilish smile.

In my defense, we've been settling in after our big move to the desert. New house, new job, ONE car. A little hectic, to say the least. We've been having a wonderful time making new friends and catching up with dear friends from the past.

However, there are just some Oklahomans that we miss terribly.

Here are a few that I'm thinking of at the moment as I review photos of the past few months.

Max's Big Brothers of the Palmer variety  and

Aunt Pauline (who's going to kill me for posting a photo of her with no make-up on)

*Forgive me, Aunt P. I just love this photo too much not to share. Little baby and his auntie sharing a pillow in the morning sunlight.


This post is dedicated to my all time style blogging hero: Meredith of Yours Mine, and Ours who demanded Elmo updates and got them.