We spent the weekend finishing things up and preparing for new things. I didn’t pull out my camera once. It was freezing on Saturday and after spending 4 hours in sleet, rain and SNOW (yes you read that right, it snowed!). The couch and a fire was where it was at for the rest of the afternoon. So tonight when I looked out the back door and saw my family laughing and playing I knew these moments are few because they usually start out all laughter and turn into he did, she did…..its not fair Mom.
Not tonight. The boys and girl played for a good hour chasing each other while playing a made up game called “peek – a – gettem” or “pooka – boo”. There were 3 or 4 names for it but basically the gist of the game was run around the yard dodging your brother and sister with the noodle and bat. No rules just go gettem.
So I grabbed my camera and captured some of this. I will look back on these images a year from now and my heart will hurt because they will be a year older. The laughter in the backyard. The dirty feet at dinner. All of it. If just goes so fast.
I had the pleasure of photographing the sweetest little family yesterday. They are parents of 2 little ones. The oldest 3 and the youngest 6 months. I saw them walking toward me with kids in their arms and diaper bag slung over the shoulder. Years flashed through my mind. I remember those days like they were yesterday. Those days of no sleep and juggling life around, lunch, nap and snacks. I suddenly missed my babies. I missed when by 2 oldest were small and we had play dates and met at the mall so the kids could play in the center play areas. Those days. It seems like a 100 years ago.
So these moments are captured and forever saved on my hard drive and soon to be put in a book. I appreciate the Monday afternoons filled with laughter and not tears. I look forward to looking back and seeing a realistic view of our house.
I am super excited to announce the winner of the cape and panel pants for Kana!! Congrats to Tiffany Orr! You are the winner! Please email me at firstname.lastname@example.org so that I can pass your information on.
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