Beka and Blake

Or as I call them Blake-ah . I love their outfits. . . don't they both look a-mazing in those warm browns? A friend dared her to call him one night at a football game and she realized she should have called him years ago. Don’t you love it when friends pressure you into things and then it turns out great . . .I wish some of the things I was “talked” into turned out so perfect. (Even if they turned sorta ok I would take it) They are so fun, we played baseball with them last Sunday (and kicked their butts I might add ;) Blake smiled when Beka stepped up to the plate wiggled around and got a couple of strikes, the look in his eyes shouted I love you anyway. So cute.

In this shot poor Beka was being eaten alive by mosquitoes. . .not that you could tell, she looks just as beautiful as ever. I was a little worried she was going to be carried away for a minute. . .she must taste sweeter than she looks. (just kidding Beka...you know I love you)

Love, love this green bench. Aww, look at them with those cute little expressions of adoration.

I am so jealous. Seriously, can you be any more beautiful than these two?

Blake loves baseball. So we tried to get in the dugout for some shots, unfortunately there was a very large, very intimidating lock on the fence (Beka didn’t feel into climbing over, although I couldn’t figure out why)