100 Jennifers

Growing up, I was constantly called Jennifer. Teachers, my first boyfriend's dad, college TAs... There was even a billboard in high school proudly touting "Jennifer" as a graduate.

Now that I'm a grownup, it's been years since anyone called me that. But, I still hear the name daily, because I am lucky to have a friend named Jenny. We met through a mutual friend several years ago and slowly but surely have become great friends. Our kids are the same age, we have a lot of the same interests (ahem: Twilight), and we just have a great time together, either scrapbooking, body pumping or drinking margaritas. I don't know what I would do without her, and I am so lucky to call her one of my best friends.

I am also lucky because she's extremely talented. And she lets ME use her talents to my advantage!

The fantastic pictures on my blog header? And all the ones of Sam? Jenny took them. Aren't they great??? Thanks to her, I have some amazing family pictures to look at for years to come.

And some wonderful pictures of Addison:

Her and her daddy:

The diva pose (either that or she thought she was a lizard sunning on a rock):

More Daddy fun:

The only thing that would make her more beautiful in this picture would be if she wasn't holding beef jerky:

Thanks Jenny. You are the best!