peanut butter and memories

i was shooting a product at work that required me to make a pb & j sandwich today. as i opened the fresh jar of peanut butter i got really excited. my grandma used to let us draw a design in the unmarked peanut butter, if we were the first to use it (and believe me there was definitely some argument over it with my siblings whenever that opportunity presented itself). so, having no competition, i lifted the seal and got right down to business. i drew what i always drew- a heart. i love my grandma and miss being able to spend time with her. that's definitely a priority when we go back to utah.

aren't old photos amazing?

when i was in utah i went with my mom to my grandparents house. they pulled out some old photo albums and i took a few photos of their old prints.

this is my grandparents. weren't they such a good looking couple?

this is my dad as a baby. people used to tell my grandma what a beautiful girl they had. they just thought his blue eyes and blond curls were so pretty.

and this is maybe one of my favorite photos ever. this is my two uncles and my dad. from left to right: uncle wayne, uncle bill, my dad. priceless. it makes me want to play cowboys and indians.