Day One: Saturday, October 10th, started photographing just before noontime.
"Hi, I'm Frieda, and these are my hours old newborns, three boys and one girl."
"At THIS point, I think the miracle of life is that new moms are able to survive the miracle of life."
"You look NOTHING like your father."
"Wait, who am I kiddin'? I have NO idea who the father(s) of my children is...are."
"Does NOT smell sweet down there. Maybe I'm lost."
"Hey, quit pushing me out of the way."
"There BETTER be some milk left for me when I get in there!"
"I'm Barbara, the proud dogsitter who stayed with Frieda as she delivered her pups."
"You guys stay right here while auntie Barbara freshens up our bed."
"Thanks for moving us upstairs to the comfy crate, Barb. That leather couch was SUCH a poor delivery choice."
"Look at how cute they are."
"I'm so glad your mom made it out of the shelter, just on time, little one."
"Shelter! NO, we could NEVER survive in a shelter."
"Yeah, we would get very SICK."
"Hey, not me, I'm a lot tougher than you are, bro'."
"Don't you worry, Frieda, you and your babies are safe with us now, forever and ever."
"You guys were definitely born into the right family."
(Day two coming up next)