Counting Down!

I wasn't planning on writing a blog at this moment. In fact we were all trying to take our family Sunday nap. Two of us were succeeding. One of us was was kicking the bed repeatedly and the other one of us wanted to rip her hair out. Instead of doing that she decided to write a blog post. 

Needless to say the person who really needed a nap did not get one. 

I thought I would update you guys on our newest travel developments! As of today, we are leaving in 17 days. Yep, we are boarding a plane on November 5 and we are going to India to get our babies! 

We had been waiting for a response from the orphanage, and they finally gave word that we can come to pick up the girls on Monday, November 10th. I told Lance the great news and he told me to book flights immediately! No complaints here! Kristian did what she was told! 

Instantly, I was a ball of nerves. It was the same feeling I had the day we saw Khushboo, Kashila and Rabina for the very first time! I canceled school (I can do that because I'm the teacher), gave the kids a fair warning that Mommy was going to be very busy and then I got to work! 

We have everything booked except our hotel! Will hold our daughters in our arms in three weeks! 

We still have a lot to do around here before we leave. Please pray that God's provision will be evident and that all the documents we need to be ready will be complete before we board the plane! 

"Something" For The New Year

I wasn’t planning on posting anything else in 2013 but it seems I have one last thing to say. :)

The other night, I had a bit of a meltdown as I sat outside of our local hospital. For the third time in three days, I was about to walk into a room where a family held their baby who would never come home and never grow up. I volunteer for an organization called Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep. I, along with two other photographers in our town, do remembrance photography and we have had more than a handful of cases in the past week. I cried for more than the obvious reason. I cried because this world is just so messed up... so broken! Mothers should never have to burry their babies.

We are so close to crossing over into a brand new year. We all have hopes and aspirations of a wonderful 2014 (whether or not you vocalize them in the way of resolutions). Don’t lie. I know you. We all have some sliver of hope that the new year will be better in some way, shape or form from the previous year. And while there’s a chance that our hopes may become reality in our own lives, the truth is that so much of this world will remain the same and likely just get worse.

There will still be mothers who burry their babies (whether 25 weeks in utero, 25 minutes old or 25 years old). There will still be those who creep in the darkness – or even in the light of day – and steal what isn’t theirs. There will still be sinful rulers and politicians who view human life as a comodity to be used for their own personal gain and agendas. There will still be back-ally “businesses” that sell girls’ innocence for men’s sinister pleasure until there’s nothing left but track marks. There will still be children who hide in the closet trembling because mommy or daddy is sick and mean again. There will still be women who feel so trapped in their own pregnant bodies they will believe the lies that there is no other choice than to get rid of that “clump of cells”. There will still be brave men and women who will engage in combat for our freedoms and never come home alive again. There will still be husbands who have to remind their wives who their children are because Alzheimer's has stolen so much. There will still be storms that take out whole towns and villages leaving behind death, sickness and devastation. There will still be hungry bellies in cardboard houses. *Sigh* There will still be six year old little girls who spend all six of their years in an orphanage because they didn’t meet certain expectations. And the list goes on.

This world is broken. There’s no denying that. Sin has left it’s mark on mankind and mother nature and there is no life that is not affected. 

I didn’t bring all this up to be a Debbie Downer and ruin your New Years Eve celebration. I’m not trying to preach gloom and doom. In fact what I really want to say is that God is bigger than all the brokenness in this world. While some find it hard to reconcile all the pain and evil around us with a loving God who is sovereign over everything, the only solace I can find in any of this ugliness is that I do believe that God is in complete control and that he cares for us. 

Psalm 139:1-18 speaks beautifully of how God is so acutely aware of us and how dearly cares for us. 

O Lord, you have searched me and known me!

You know when I sit down and when I rise up;
you discern my thoughts from afar.

You search out my path and my lying down
and are acquainted with all my ways.

Even before a word is on my tongue,
behold, O Lord, you know it altogether.

You hem me in, behind and before,
and lay your hand upon me.

Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
it is high; I cannot attain it.

Where shall I go from your Spirit?
Or where shall I flee from your presence?

If I ascend to heaven, you are there!
If I make my bed in Sheol, you are there!

If I take the wings of the morning

and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,

even there your hand shall lead me,
and your right hand shall hold me.

If I say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me,
and the light about me be night,”

even the darkness is not dark to you;
the night is bright as the day,
or darkness is as light with you.

For you formed my inward parts;
you knitted me together in my mother's womb.

I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works;
my soul knows it very well.

My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of the earth.

Your eyes saw my unformed substance;
in your book were written, every one of them,
the days that were formed for me,
when as yet there was none of them.

How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!
How vast is the sum of them!

If I would count them, they are more than the sand.
I awake, and I am still with you.

So we’ve talked about the brokenness in this world and we’ve talked about how God is still loving and in control, and he truly cares for us. However, I think it’s fairly easy for there to be a disconnect between the two in our minds. I don’t think I’m alone in the fact that I kind of default to apathy on a day to day basis regarding all the brokenness in the world. I mean really, what can I do? I’m just one person. Just a wife and a mom. I don’t have any special influence or affluence. Looking at this huge world so messed up and full of hurting people and then looking in the mirror at plain ol’ me, I have a tendency to just inwardly shrug my shoulders and shake my head. There’s really nothing I can do, right? 

But what if there is? What if I play a part in the way God is loving and caring in this broken world?

This Helen Keller quote has stuck with me for a while now. It plays over and over in my head, and I pray that in 2014 it plays over and over in yours, too.

“I am only one, but still I am one. I cannot do everything, but still I can do something; and because I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do something that I can do.”

I am one and you are one and we can do something! 

What if we, The Church, stopped shrugging our shoulders in fear? Because that’s what it boils down to, right? Fear. Fear of failure. Fear of change. Fear of what people will think. Fear of nobody caring. Fear of being irrelevant. Fear of losing what makes us comfortable. Fear of not having the time. Fear of not having enough money. Fear of being inadequate. Fear. What if we chose to lay down our fear at the feet of Jesus and ask Him to help us be brave and full of faith? What if we got real gutsy and asked God to really show us ways that we could be his hands and feet and then actually obeyed when he did?

I don't know about you, but I'm tired of year after year passing me by and still feeling like I make no difference in the world. I cannot do everything but still I can do something. 

What is the something you can do? Maybe it’s a meal (made or bought). Maybe it’s a phone call and a listening ear. Maybe it’s contacting that adoption agency or saying "yes" to a child who needs a family. Maybe it’s a note of forgiveness. Maybe it's being aware and proactive about human trafficking in your home town. Maybe it’s taking a widow to her doctor appointments. Maybe it's thanking a veteran. Maybe it’s getting on a plane and giving your life to a people group who need to hear about Jesus. Maybe it’s sending the person who’s called to get on that plane. Maybe it’s praying for the family who just started fostering or just adopted. Maybe it's a kind word and a sincere smile. Maybe it's volunteering at your local pregnancy crisis center. Maybe it's voting or writing a letter to your congressman. Maybe it’s cleaning out your overflowing closet and filling one that’s bare. Maybe it's showing grace to your children. Maybe it's getting to know your neighbors. Maybe it’s a million other “somthings” that you and I CAN do. 

So, as we count down the hours left in 2013, I encourage you to look forward to 2014 and then look out... away from yourself. Because, while your waistline, career, home or bank account may change in the coming year, there are things that will remain the same. This world will remain broken and in need of hope and love. Will you do the something that YOU can do? 

I’m going to start a few hours early and do a small something...

We found out about Eden through a simple blog post. A plea from one mother to this mother – because I’m certain that post was written for me. So, I know that God can work through blog postings! Tonight, I am going to send out a plea on behalf of two little girls in Ind*a who really need families to call their own. 

The first little girl is a 5 year old in South Ind*a. I just saw her pictures and she is so beautiful! She has been waiting for a while to be matched with a willing family. She has a minor health condition but I would consider her healthy. The clock is ticking and this sweet baby needs somebody to say “YES” to her. 

The second little girl is an 9 year old in North Ind*a. I have seen her picture as well and her little face is just precious! She has been waiting for a family for years. She has some limb deformities, but our friends who met her said this doesn't slow her down one bit. This little girl needs a mom and a dad to cherish her. 

Here’s my plea. Will you not click off this page until you pray for these girls? If you know God has called you to adopt or feel like he may be tugging on your heart in that way will you take a moment to consider these two children? If you feel led, will you share about these little girls? I know that older children sometimes seem “risky” to families who are just beginning to consider adoption. I wasn’t open to older children at first either, but God quickly changed my heart about that and I realized children don’t grow out of needing love. Older children are just as deserving of and in need of a loving family as younger babies and children. I believe that there are families out there for both of these precious girls. We can’t adopt them right now but I can make this plea... this is something I can do. 

Thank you for hearing my heart one last time this year! I pray that 2014 is amazing for each of you and that it is a year full of “somethings.” 

Until next time! -K

Summer Greetings!

Once again I’ve come to place where I have a whole lot to say but don’t really know how to get it all out. I keep typing stuff and then deleting it. I DO NOT LIKE THIS PLACE!!! And you, my poor readers, are the ones that suffer, because you go months without being able to read my intriguing, highly intellectual and moving words. Life is just so hard sometimes. 

Just today, a friend (who shall remain nameless but it starts with “C” and ends with a “laire”) came up to me crying at a baby shower saying that she was still not able to log into my blog. I tried to console her, but it was pretty useless. Seeing how distraught she was, I realized how much people really NEED to read my blog! I went in the bathroom, slapped myself and determined that for the sake of my readers, I MUST write a blog today. So here I am!

It’s summer y’all! I got no schedules to keep and a whole lot of busy to fill in where the schedules used to be. So, for the sake of my readers I will write a blog, but for the sake of my sanity I will make it a radom thoughts post. Yep, intriguing and highly intellectual all the way!

Random thought #1 - Just in case you haven’t figured it out, I love sarcasm. Sarcasm is my love language... with words of affirmation coming in second. Do you see how messed up that is? Lance has a very fine line to walk. Poor man.

Random thought #2 - My house is clean. You can make an appointment to view this miracle anyti... whoops, I spoke too soon. Give me a few hours...

Random thought #3 - I will freely admit that I am slightly addicted to Candy Crush. Stupid peer pressure. Maybe those people who come to elementary schools to talk to kids about rejecting peer pressure and not doing drugs should also come to our businesses, malls, churches, etc and talk to adults about rejecting peer pressure and not playing Candy Crush. I think I feel a new business venture being birthed. My point is that I am on level 158 and I pretty sure I’m done with the whole mess. The little chocolate machines... yeah those are just not fair. 

Random thought #4 - Speaking of not fair, I’m really, really tired of hearing about the whole Zimmerman case. He was tried before a jury of his peers and whether or not I agree with the verdict, it is done. I wish our President would get on national television and talk about the TOP killer of African Americans... abortion. A lot of those millions of innocent babies would have looked like him... could have been him, too. End rant.

Random thought #5 - I am loving this summer! I’m not sure if it’s because this very well may be the last summer I have with JUST my boys, but I am really enjoying my time with them. We cuddle a lot. It’s fun. 

The other day, the whole family cuddled (sort of). It was fun. <--- See highly intellectual right here! Excuse my annoyingly loud laughing and FYI Asher was completely ok at the end. 

Random thought #6 - I made some chipotle chicken lettuce wraps the other day that would make you slap your momma. They were pretty darn spicy but they were oh so good. Here’s the recipe: Slap Yo Momma Lettuce Wraps 

Random thought #7 - We went to the Aquarium this past Wednesday. People in the south apparently really like fish, because it was crowsy. Oh yeah, I guess I should mention that Brayden introduced us to a new word: crowsy: adj. to be crazy crowded. 

Random thought #8 - Since we are on the subject of [Country in Asia], our friends, Gwen and Todd, just got home from picking up their beautiful daughter, Shanti. She is precious and I am so happy for them. My heart was so full seeing the pictures of this sweet family all together after such a long journey. It was a bit of a bonus (ok a LOT of a bonus) for our family that Shanti was in the same orphanage as our girls. They are friends!! Gwen and Todd were able to lay eyes on our girls and it’s so amazing how something as simple as that can warm this momma’s heart. We also heard there are pictures! EEEEEK! I can’t wait to see them! Here's one of K and Shanti together that our friend Aimee took several months back.

Radom thought #9 - The Lord has truly been gracious to us over the last few months. This roller coaster has been quite the ride, and I know without the grace and goodness of God I would have surely been thrown from the cart. One day soon I will blog specifically about this, but I am finding more and more that this adoption really isn’t just about the adoption. God is refining us in a really intense way. We’ve never gone through this type of fire. I can’t say I enjoy it but I can certainly see that God is doing a good thing in our hearts. If you want God to totally mess you up (in a good way), say “yes” to something crazy like adopting 3 kids. 

Well y'all, I think that’s enough random for today. Your welcome! ;-)

Until next time! -K

Referral Part 2

This is part two of our referral story. This may be a bit long! Sorry! 

I left off with our initial “Yes” about the girls. We had seen their faces, learned their names and we were willing to move forward and see where God would lead us. 

As I mentioned in part one, we were on a trip to Texas. We were attending a conference in Fort Worth. It was two days after we had said “Yes” and Lance and I were sitting in an arena full of thousands of people waiting for the second day of our conference to begin. As a normal spoiled, iphone bearing American, I spent my time waiting checking FB and email and looking at sweet little faces. 

I was scrolling through my inbox and saw an email from our agency titled “Sad News.” My heart immediately sank because I knew this was going to be a door closing on the girls. Sure enough our agency shared that the home where these girls were had expressed concern that we might have trouble in the court process because we already had two biological children at home. The agency said that it was perfectly legal for us to adopt these girls but they were suggesting that we pass and wait for another referral. 

I tried to be strong. It made no sense for me to be upset. I had prepared myself for this. I even somewhat expected this. Why was this news so hard to take in? I tried. I truly did, but, as I looked out at the mass of people blissfully unaware of my pain, the view faded into a blur of light and tears. Lance, who had just read the email for himself, allowed me to hide my face in his chest and let it go. 

It is so hard to explain, but that day I grieved over children I had not met... the children birthed by another woman on the other side of the world... children that I had absolutely no right to grieve over. I felt stupid. I felt selfish. I felt lost. I wanted to find a deep, dark cave and just sit alone with this absurd sense of loss. 

As I sat there, I reminisced of another time I had gone to Texas. It was actually for another conference (what’s the deal with TX and conferences?) and I was having all the classic symptoms of early pregnancy. Like ALL of them! Lance was back at home with Brayden and he didn’t want me to take a test until I got back to Columbus. For those of you who know me well, you know waiting is not one of my strengths. No matter though, because I was certain I was pregnant. It was unplanned but I was okay with it. We were going to have another baby!

When I got home I took a test... it was negative.  The next day I followed the directions a little better and took another test... negative. The day after that I realized I really wasn’t ever pregnant. That day I grieved the loss of child I had not conceived... a child that never existed... a child I had not realized I wanted and therefore a child I had no reason to grieve over. I felt stupid and lost then, too. It was strange to feel like I was reliving the same scenario yet one so totally different. It was strange how they hurt so similarly.

As the weekend went on and we started to make our journey back home, Lance and I had a lot of time to talk alone. Maybe that’s why God sent this referral the day we were leaving. He knew we needed to be away from the normal demands of everyday life so we could deal with this. We had said in the beginning, “If God closes the door we are okay with it. We trust that his will is perfect!” and yet our conversations after the email on that Saturday sounded more like, “It does seem that God has closed the door, but something just doesn’t seem right here. I just can’t let this go for some reason. We need more answers.” The unsettled feeling was mutual which made me feel somewhat better knowing that I was chock full of hormones and my feelings were not very reliable at the moment.

When we got home, the unsettled feeling grew. We had an idea of how to proceed and decided we would check with our agency to see what they thought. We suggested that we continue with our adoption process as if we had never gotten the referral and then, once we got to the point where we would normally wait for a referral, we would see if the girls were still waiting. If they had been matched with another family, then that was our answer. If they had not been matched then we would pray and see if God was leading us toward them. If another referral came along we would consider it as well. In the meantime, we asked for her to check into what the home had said and see if it really was an issue we needed to be concerned with. We asked her if this was even in the realm of possibility... or if we were crazy for thinking this way.

The agency’s response was, “It’s funny that you write this because I have not felt comfortable about it ever since we got the email from the home. Yes, proceed in the normal fashion and I will look into it. We will see where God takes this.”

So, that’s what we did. We moved forward as normal. Of course K, K and R’s faces were already burned into our brains so we continued to pray for them. We even began to present them to other waiting families to see if they might be willing to consider them. We knew God had brought them into our lives for a reason... even if we were only to pray for them. We were open with the boys about the girls and they prayed every night for them. On his own accord, Brayden would pray, “God, I pray for K, K and R. If they are our sisters, please keep them safe and bring them home soon. If they are not the girls you have for us then please give them a good home and help us find our girls.” It was a beautiful thing to hear night after night. 

We went on for weeks with no news. A lot took place during this time. I can’t really go into detail about all of it, but we felt like we were under spiritual attack. I went through weeks of severe discouragement and anxiety. When we began to walk in a direction that would take us away from the girls, God would always point us back toward them in some way. This period was a HUGE lesson for us in discerning the will of God. I constantly had to remind myself of what the Bible says of God’s character. We had to look at each individual circumstance and ask ourselves, “Does God give us anxiety, fear, confusion? No, God gives us peace and hope... follow that.” 

A month after the first email about the girls, we got the following from our agency:

“I just wanted you to know that we have started the advocating for your family to adopt the sibling girls. We have made your case with the attorney and he will take it up with a judge to get his opinion. As soon as I hear I will let you know the plan.”

Not exactly what I expected when we asked for them to “look into things” but it was just another sign that this was not in our control.

To pass some time, I began to do some digging online. I discovered a website that lists all the orphanages in Delh*. I found the one these girls are in and I found their online listings along with some of listings of my friends’ children! The listing had a very brief description. I discovered that they were brought to the home because their mother had been in a car accident. I discovered that they had a last name and that their religion was actually Muslim and not Hindu. The listing came with two pictures.

A week or so later, our friends traveled to [country in Asia] to pick up their daughter from the very same orphanage that these girls are in. They took a couple of pictures for us while they were there. I was so surprised at how different they looked from the original pictures we had seen. I was not a fan of K & K's haircuts or their ugly brown school uniforms but I was glad to have a recent picture. 

After the email about the attorney, it was another two weeks or so before we heard anything else. I’ll pick up here in part three. 

While you wait for the next post, you can visit visit our YouCaring page HERE! Please help us out by sharing the link! 

Until next time! -K

Referral Part 1

I have been waiting to write this for so long that I don’t even know how to get it all out. So, bear with me. I will post the whole story in a series of posts.

Back in February I posted a very vague, mysterious post about our “roller coaster” and I asked for your prayers. Today, I get to share with you about our roller coaster and where your prayers have gotten us! Here it goes...

On Valentines Day, I opened up my email as I usually do while the boys are eating breakfast and I found an email from our adoption agency titled “Would you?” I opened the email and as I read the words my mouth fell open and my heart began to race. This is what I read:

“Hi, God just send these precious little girls to me and I am wondering if you would be interested.”

With shaking fingers, I directed my computer mouse to the attachment and clicked to open it. Here is what I saw:

(pictures removed)

They are bio sisters and their names are K (5), K (4) and R (21 months)

Words cannot describe how I felt the first time I saw those sweet little faces. For a brief moment I let myself feel the affection that swelled inside my heart for these children whose existence I was not even aware of just minutes before. I quickly tried to put up a guard around my heart and speak some sense into myself. I didn’t want to get attached too quickly. That was very hard. It was as if I had always known them somehow... literally, it was love at first sight no matter how hard I fought it. 

I called Lance and told him to get his tail back to the house because we had just gotten a referral! Lance came home and we stared at these girls with short black hair and dark beautiful eyes. We zoomed in and zoomed out. We looked at each other searching for an answer as to why these faces were even before us and what we were supposed to do about it. What was God doing? This was crazy! We were in shock. I don’t think I took a breath for about 15 minutes. 

It’s a major understatement to say that we were not expecting this “referral”! We were still nowhere near the place where we would normally receive a referral. And once we did get to that stage of the process, we were expecting two, t-w-o not THREE. We had a lot to discuss and pray about. 

A bit later we got some more pictures...

Oh as if the first pictures were not heart melting enough. 

On this day, Lance and I were actually heading out on a road trip to the nation of Texas with our good friends David and Andrea (Because nothing says "Happy Valentines Day" like a 750 mile road trip). I had not packed or cleaned or done anything I needed to do. I would later figure out that I was also hormonal... enough said. Things were pretty wild.  I was just a mess of adrenaline and nerves. 

We did finally make it on the road that evening. Poor David and Andrea! They had no idea they had signed up for a 12 hour drive with a hormonal nut job. Thankfully, they are just so super awesome that they put up with us and this situation the whole time without a single complaint, sigh or eye roll (all of which would have been well deserved).

At the end of the day, after praying, talking, praying, going over all the practical/financial stuff, praying, having our case worker do the same, praying, seeking the advice of a lot of people we respect and then praying some more, we felt that we needed to move forward with these girls and at least see where God would lead us. We knew he would close the door if this was not his will and we were okay with that. We were nervous and excited all at the same time and, while we thought it was crazy, it just felt right. 

So late that night, we sent an email to our agency that said, “Yes, we are interested! What's next?” And so our roller coaster began. More of the story to come soon!

Until next time! -K

Post-Election Day Thoughts for Christians

Well, it’s Post-Election Day! The internet and the television are in a frenzy about the outcome of this presidential election. I thought I would add my two cents for those of you who care enough to read it. Nothing ugly, I promise!

I vote, and I vote conservatively. I choose to vote this way for many reasons... I choose to vote on behalf of the unborn. I choose to vote in favor of less government bureaucracy not more. I choose to vote for biblical marriage. I choose to vote for less taxation and more responsible spending. 

It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that I probably did not vote to re-elect the President. For several months, I’ve had a feeling that the President would remain in the White House, but that didn’t make me any less disappointed with the outcome of the election.

This morning, as I laid in bed thinking about things, I heard a simple question in my head, “What would you have said out loud in that moment had the election gone the way you had hoped?” It didn’t take me very long to reply inwardly, “I would have said, ‘Praise the Lord!’” Then another simple question popped up, “Why wouldn’t you still say that regardless of the outcome?” Oooooooooo, yowzers!

The truth of the matter is, as Christians, we SHOULD praise Him in every situation! I have continually heard people say, “God is in control,” “Jesus is still King,” etc. Yes, he most definitely is in control, and of course he is still King, but are we actively praising him for it regardless of whether we are satisfied or disappointed with our circumstances? 

I was sorely convicted before my feet had even touched the ground! Once I got up, I found this short Psalm. What a wonderful confirmation of what SHOULD be overflowing from my soul!

Psalm 146

Praise the Lord!
Praise the Lord, O my soul!

I will praise the Lord as long as I live;

I will sing praises to my God while I have my being.

Put not your trust in princes,
in a son of man, in whom there is no salvation.

When his breath departs, he returns to the earth;
on that very day his plans perish.

Blessed is he whose help is the God of Jacob,

whose hope is in the Lord his God,

who made heaven and earth,
the sea, and all that is in them,

who keeps faith forever;

who executes justice for the oppressed,
who gives food to the hungry.

The Lord sets the prisoners free;

the Lord opens the eyes of the blind.
The Lord lifts up those who are bowed down;
the Lord loves the righteous.

The Lord watches over the sojourners;
he upholds the widow and the fatherless,

but the way of the wicked he brings to ruin.

The Lord will reign forever,
your God, O Zion, to all generations.
Praise the Lord!

Can anyone else say, “WOW!”? I mean how appropriate is that? Praise the Lord!

Until next time! -K

Be A Part Of The Story!

You should totally be doing a little dance right now because #1 it is Saturday and #2 I actually did what I said I was going to do and posted a new blog this weekend! And just because I can, I will sprinkle this post with cuteness for your pure enjoyment. :)

I shared with you in my last post how I planned to used Kristian Ogden Photography to help raise funds for our adoption. Beginning October 1st, all proceeds from my portrait sessions will go toward bringing our little girls home. 

I’m hoping that we can partner with a new non-profit organization called Clement Arts in the near future, but we are still working out what that relationship will look like, so I am starting things off this way for now.

Normally, when clients choose to do a portrait session with Kristian Ogden Photography, they are charged a session fee ($150-$225) and then they purchase print products afterward. In the past I have charged $50 for a single digital image. What I’m getting at is these new package prices are greatly discounted. I truly hope this not only helps us raise funds but also helps bless other families.

The Session Packages are for newborn sessions, baby/toddler sessions, children sessions, family sessions and couple’s sessions. I still do not shoot weddings or high school seniors. Here are the packages:

$300

-30-45 minute session

-10 digital negatives

$500

-1 hour session

-20 digital negatives

$750

-2-3 hour session (great for newborn)

-25 digital negatives

$900

-2-3 hour session (great for newborn)

-25 digital negatives in both color and black &white (50 total)

Of course there are plenty more details on my website HERE.

Please consider helping support us in this way, and if you know anyone else who is looking for a portrait photographer, pass this info along. When you support our adoption, you become part of our little girls’ story. That means a lot to us!

I do want to say that if you have a photographer already, PLEASE don’t take your regular business away from them. I have  a lot of photographer friends in the area, and the last thing I want is for this fund raising effort to have a negative impact on their business.

If you have any questions about the photography or how you can help bring our girls home in other ways, please feel free to email me at krisogden@hotmail.com. 

Until Next time! -K