I actually met my husband through Logan's daddy. In attempts to make a long story short (not usually possible for me), I was just 16 and was attending the Viroqua Wild West Days with some cousins of mine. Justin (my husband) was friends with Will (Logan's dad) who's sister Elly was friends with my cousins and was planning on meeting up with my cousins at the festival. Confused yet? Anyway, everybody was checking out all the cowboys there except me. I was checking out everyone else. Then it happened....the cutest guy I had ever laid eyes on came walking across the field. I instantly went giddy and swelled up with nervousness when he sat just two seats down from me. I'm pretty sure I stared at him for what seemed like forever with googly puppy dog eyes. I remember nudging one of my cousins and saying "Lacey...oh my...cute guy alert two people down. And he's talking to Angie!" She's like "Um, that's Justin...the one I was telling you about that was meeting us here today." And that was it. It was love at first sight. Pathetic, I know but I was inseparable ever since. I'm pretty sure I followed him around all weekend thinking he probably thought I was a crazy stalker but I found out a few months later he secretly liked it and the rest is history :)
The day we took Logan's photos was sooooo blazing hot it wasn't even funny. I had to let my camera sit outside for about 10 minutes just to adjust to the temperature difference between the house and outdoors. I'm pretty sure there was about a 40 degree difference. But, for it being as hot as it was Logan was such a good trooper for pictures and we were able to get a lot of cute ones.
Happy 1st Birthday Logan!