Really, I swear! This family is remarkable. When I first heard my dear friend (just an acquaintance at this point) speak of her family, I was in disbelief. Come on, really? Your parents live in Nebraska, you and your mom sew together and make jam. Even your grandma quilts. One big sewing-cooking-smiley family that makes jam together. Right. I will believe it when I meet them.
I thought my new friend was either delusional or lacking in the awareness area. Midwestern Protestant values meets Betty Crocker topped with a dollop of niceness? I figured they were going to be super annoying or Stepford, to my surprise they weren’t. Her family really is that lovely. Alas, my friend accurately described her family’s dynamics (but at this point she failed to mention that her brother was a genius).
So when I was asked to come for a photo shoot while the extended family was in town, I jumped at the opportunity. There were lots of hugs and coffee when I arrived. My friend’s mama even made me an apron (An apron! A cute, reversible super domesticated apron. My husband hopes he gets a few meals because of it). I am so lucky to have this lovely Midwestern “nice” friend in my life and it’s a bonus her family comes along.
This is Baby Love, the newest member to this rare breed of a family.
Everyone needs an Auntie to gush over you- this baby has me.

Grandma and Grandpa doing what grandparents do best- lovin’ on the baby.
Here is the Great Grandfather. I am so glad I was able to get pictures of these two book-ends (the oldest and youngest males in the family) because my son never met my Grandfather. In some weird way, watching these two together was like having my Grandpa hold my new babe. It could be that I was feeling a deep spiritual connection with my Grandfather, but maybe it was that they both had Grandpa eyebrows and smiles. Either way, I got to imagine Grandpa Harry holding my Henry. It was nice. Midwestern nice, if you will.
Anyway, this family doesn’t need to imagine it. Here are the bookends!

So very kissable.

Grandpa and grandson

I just love this picture. He was such a sport for letting me take portraits of just him. As much as his great-grandson is kissable, this man is huggable.

Grandma Jo made this quilt for Baby Love.

Baby Love has begun to drool. I imagine the first tooth is not that far off now.

Four generations

While taking this next photo my friend was whispering into her baby’s ear “This is your uncle. He’s the one I have been telling you about. If you grew up just like him- I would be so happy.”

The hairy Italian man in the background is the proud papa. Another brain. He and I met in graduate school. He is now working towards his PhD. He will make a fine professor. You can tell by the way he crosses his arms and smirks.


To this lovely, approachable, grounded, Midwestern family-
Thank you for embracing me as you have. I so value my friendship with your daughter and son-in-law. I am so glad that I gained you all as well.
Jo- thank you for my apron. It was kind of you to make for me. Someday, when I actually cook something, I will wear it. Heck, I will just wear it around the house and pretend like I do.
To Great-Grandpa E, thanks for the great hugs and for letting me take pictures of you and the baby. It was a gift for me to see you hold your grandson. I know my Grandpa Harry would have smiled just as big as you were.
My dear E, I apologize for ever thinking you were delusional. I love you dearly.
And to C, I was only kidding about the professor smirk, well, sorta.
love to you all,
Christy
www.LangheimPhoto.com
by Christy
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