My baby is 2. He’s talking, running, laughing at “boy” humor, fighting with his brothers…
He’s not a baby anymore. Everyday I look at him and can’t help but feel he’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
He really is the life of the party in our house. If he’s not giggling and playing games, he’s raining down destruction on our habitation.
There’s never a calm moment with him. He wakes up running and doesn’t stop until we put him back to bed at night.
I feel so blessed to know him and even more blessed to be raising him.












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these are really wonderful, in so many ways. they seem to really capture the color of him, his face, his movement, and then get that scale, of how little he is in the big world. my own youngest,beautiful maniac, and soul mate, will be turning two next week. and so this speaks to me that much more. i love your work. fantastic.
He couldn’t be any more adorable. Your family is beautiful! I love your photography and your beautiful blog.
Adorable baby, beautiful photography! Love it!