When we think of Rockin' Momtographers, few rise to the top of our coffee cup as quickly as Allison of Snippets From Suburbia. Krista first stumbled across her work a couple of years ago and started following her 365 project on Flickr. All she could say was "WHOA!" This mother of two had some serious skill behind the camera!  And Adrienne appreciates anyone who's not afraid to take themseles a little less than seriously - the humor in some of her work is just plain refreshing.

We were tickled when she agreed to be our February feature for "This Momtographer Rocks!" And we promise... if you don't giggle, smile and gasp once or twice while surfing her portfolio, we'll return your money, no questions asked (after you tell us where you put the money). Enjoy, and we'll just go ahead and say "Told ya so!" now!

This morning, I'm more than a little bit distracted so I appreciate if you just go with me on this slightly-off topic post. As most of you have surely by now heard, the island of Haiti was struck by an earthquake with a magnitude of 7.0 with several aftershocks in the range of 4-6. That would be devastating in any city - but to have struck so near the capitol of Haiti, the poorest country in the Western Hemisphere, the word devastating doesn't seem enough.

Growing up, my snot nose was privledged enough to go on a mission trip not once, but twice to Haiti. I had to dig through the scrapbooks to find the evidence, but here I am at 11 visiting these PRECIOUS girls at their school:

Well hello there Momtographers!

Being my inaugural Momtographers blogpost, this is the paragraph where I'm supposed to say something profound, insert a rally cry, and set the tone for this - our new website.  And I would attempt to rise to the occasion if it weren't for this ticky little thing... I can't keep my food down.

Krista and I have have been locked to our chairs for days weeks on end putting the finishing touches on everything we've worked on for over a year and laying the ground work for the things to come, and I can't hold onto dinner. So I pat my face, come back to the computer, chuckle over IM with Krista that I've thrown up AGAIN, and ten minutes later I have a spoon in my mouth eating the guilty substance all over again.