Infrequent

My posts on this blog have become less and less frequent. So, this is one of those posts that isn't really a post because it's just a post to acknowledge what you already know, which is that I haven't been blogging lately. How's that for a horrible run on sentence? Alright, then. See ya.

New Website!

Here are a couple of screen shots of my new website.





I think I love it.

It was the 1st day of 1st grade

I can't believe he's in 1st grade. He used to be little enough for me to cradle in one arm. And now he's a 1st grader. I'm going to go pick him up now. I hope he has had a good time. And I hope I don't have to wait i line for eternity while Mikey screams his head off in the back seat. See ya.



Now, Billy Joe McGuffrey
was a really clumsy kid.
On the first day of first grade
I'll tell you what he did.
He tripped over a pencil box,
flew up in the air,
landed on a kangaroo
who pulled out all his hair!
He needed first aid in the first grade,
first aid in the first grade,
first aid in the first grade.
You could buy a zoo with all the doctor bills he paid.
-from the Veggie Tales movie about Jonah

Portrait of a Potato

I love Potato Heads. Whenever I see one we don't have, I can hardly resist buying it. We have "Darth Tater", "Spuderman", Easter Bunny Potato Head, Santa Potato Head, Halloween Potato Head, and just the basic run of the mill Potato Head. I think those are the only ones we have. I've seen the Indiana Jones Potato and I want to buy it but it's more expensive than the others because it has some sound effect thing. And we also "need" to get the Storm Trooper one. For some reason, we don't think to get them out and play with them all that often. But we are playing with them now. Or I was before I felt the need to come blog about it like the massive dork that I am.




In the course of taking these pictures, I misplaced my lens cap. This happens all the time. Anyway, I was telling Jackson that I needed to find it. And he said, "If you don't find it, will you get fired?" And I said, "Fired? I work for myself. Who do you think is going to fire me?" And he said, "I don't know, your judge." Strange, little clueless child.

Please your honor, I was only taking pictures of Potato Heads. It wasn't an intentional malicious act. I beg the mercy of the court. Found it, BTW.

I miss my small team group home

Our church small group has been on hiatus during the summer. I'm ready for us to get back to meeting every week. I need some adult interaction. I need another reason to be away from my children. I miss Tommy's teaching, Dedee's wild laughter, Andrea's reasoning skills, and Roger's ability to use South Texas slang at just the right moments. And the coffee is good too. I miss my group home.

A dream....or a nightmare

I had a dream last night that we got another baby. Actually we got another toddler, which is kind of worse than a baby. The dream seemed very real. A CPS worker brought a 12 months old little boy to our house and left. His bio-mom had already signed relinquishment papers so it was pretty much a done deal. In the dream I immediately started taking pictures of this kid and e-mailing them out to everybody on the planet. I remember that unlike Mikey, this kid was very calm and easy to handle. And that's pretty much all I remember about it.

So for those of you wackos who think this is some kind of sign or something, it's only a sign that I've got to be nuts to even dream such a thing. I think I dreamed this because Mikey is like having two toddlers at one time. And now that Phillip has gone back to work, I'm handling him by myself during the day.

It's kind of funny because I've told Phillip a couple of times that I think I want another one. And he makes a face that pretty much says, "That's ridiculous and NOT going to happen." Can't show you the face on my blog. I pretty much told him that there's not a kid on the planet that could give us more of a run for our money than Mikey. Any other kids that we get would be a walk in the park.

On a somewhat related side note, Mikey is a hilarious, crazy, blast to have in this house. And I can't even remember our life without him. I'm sure it was much calmer and quieter. It was also more empty and not nearly as fun.

Jackson's business cards

I ordered Jackson some "play date" cards. They're pretty cute. He handed out about 7 or so at church on Sunday. I think I'm going to make him start carrying them around wherever we go. Do I want these people to actually call me about scheduling a play date? No, not really. But my photography web address is on the back. Am I using my child to promote my business? Heck yes, I am.

Things, they are a changin'

Phillip and I are in the process of giving J.Hintze Photography a total makeover. And I'm so exciting!! (That's how Jack used to say it when he was still little and less of a smart allelic). I'm not sure when we'll have everything ready to launch. We're hoping in September or October some time. There will be new products, new logo, new web site, new pictures, etc. Going to be sweet.

Question: Do you think there's a market here for Gina Alexander purses? I'm not into purses or trendy stuff, really. So it's hard for me to know. I could be a rep for them but they require a minimum monthly order that I'm just not sure I can meet. Just wondering.

Facebook Flair

Here are a few pieces of facebook flair that I have made. There's more but this is all I feel like posting now. And I made the previously posted my kids are cuter....and my husband is cuter.....flair. I'm getting to be kind of a flair addict. The dyscalculia one looks pretty terrible.

My boy and my dog

Jackson actually wanted to walk the dog this evening and play with him a little. This is kind of unusual. We (I) thought Jackson would like having a dog. He doesn't really mind having a dog but he's just pretty indifferent. Phillip and Jackson just kind of live around Scott. Mikey torments him because he thinks its funny when Scott growls at him. And I pretty much do all the dog owner things. Anyway, here are some pictures of my dog. And Jack.

Fresh Wind, Fresh Fire

I'm reading Fresh Wind, Fresh Fire by Jim Cymbala. This guy is the pastor of The Brooklyn Tabernacle Church. I'm not quite done with it, but so far this book is just filled with unbelievable stories about the power of prayer. Their prayer meetings are the anchor of this church. There's one part that particularly struck me as amazing. Kenneth Ware is one of their associate pastors.

"Then he (Kenneth Ware) organized a Prayer Band - a group of people committed to calling on the Lord at church on a continuing schedule. Soon the members of the Prayer Band were praying five nights a week, from 11 p.m. to 6 a.m. Today they are in the church seven days a week, twenty-four hours a day, praying in three-hour shifts or longer. Every request we receive is written on a little card and lifted to the Lord for the next thirty days." p.99

Wow, that's just amazing to me. If you haven't read this book, you really should.

Lightsabers for Jesus

Check out this cool door hanger that Jackson made. Isn't it inspiring? I think the message is "share your lightsabers for Jesus" but I'm not sure.