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The Maus Family | Boston Family Photographer

I loved how Tobin curled his bottom lip in when he laughed and how he was so intent on finding the perfect stick. And I loved watching his younger brother follow him, occasionally stopping and tucking in behind mom’s leg with only his chocolate-brown eyes poking out from her side. Their baby sister was simply content with an occasional grin that raised her baby cheeks squeezing her blue eyes. It was a beautiful fall day to play at Elm Bank.

This little guy asks his mom for a mohawk each day.  On this day he had it blown dry and combed into the perfect spike.  Love it!!

Doesn’t she just make you smile?

And how could I forget Moose…their first “fur baby.”  

Christine, you look beautiful.

I have to give a special thanks to Grandma, also known as Deb.  She juggled quite a few bags and blankets while walking Moose as we moved throughout the park. She was always a special hand for the boys to hold and she had the ability to make Moose smile, along with the rest of us, as she dangled a slobbery ball behind the camera. It was quite a miracle as Moose preferred to give me his backside. Thank you Deb.

Lunch at Sowa

On that day we were all convinced by the smell, the size, and by our eyes to buy a hot dog… a famous fully loaded hot dog with homemade mustard, bbq sauce, cranberry relish, chili, and onions.

It was the biggest and messiest hot dog I have ever seen.

 Everyone glanced our direction as they walked by and stared at our messiness.  It was impossible to take a bite and not get something on your face or tumbling down your clothes.  It clearly should have come with a bib and wipes.

And I am proud to say I ate the entire hot dog….but then I felt sick.

Renee - Hey, what about your embarrassing shot of eating the hotdog? I keep telling everyone about this, and then I tell them you felt sick and I got a milkshake an hour later!


I loved Grandma’s red sauce because she made it smooth.  Unlike my mom who made it chunky… which absolutely ruined the most amazing invention, recipe ever…spaghetti.  Tomato chunks in any meal made my lips curl down and a gagging sensation begin in my throat.

But did you know that our taste buds change…at least that is what I was told. And I am for one gullible and two living proof.

Because who would have ever thought that I would love chunky sauce, chunky salsa, chunks in my salad, chunks in my soup… and I mean chunks. I would have never eaten this appetizer…


That’s right, Bruschetta layered on a thick piece of Paesano.


Dear Mom,  Just please don’t make meatloaf when I visit…I don’t think that will ever change.

Tomato Basil Bruschetta

3 tomatoes, seeded and diced
2 cloves garlic, finely minced
3 tbsp. basil, minced
¼ tsp. kosher salt
Pepper, to taste
1½ tbsp. extra-virgin olive oil
2 tbsp. finely grated Parmesan

brittany - your pictures look fantastic!!