I am over the moon over our family photos from last week. I remember the days I would hate getting family pictures. The pressure to have all four of us on our best behavior, and looking our best. I put this crazy pressure on myself and family. All for what? So we could look “normal” for an hour?
My good friend Amy Carroll makes us feel at easy, and in my eyes makes magic of the smallest moments. We enjoyed an evening together at home as a family. Here is a glimpse of my handsome boys and the work they do.
Meet Smiley. She was a kitten maybe one pound when we found her crying on our porch. She suffered from some trauma with a broken jar, but she chose us. We cared for her and now she cares for us. The bond is strong, and she is another member of our family. I know where the boys are at all times because Wyatt and Smiley will always be found at their side.
We took a walk to the edge of the property. Filled with old apple trees and too more memories than we could ever imagine if this tree could talk.
These boys sure are black and white, water and oil. They couldn’t be more different, but one thing they have in common is love. They love each and life unconditionally. (I spy Smiley!)
Thank you Amy for capturing all these memories in a few short moments. For letting the boys guide the night. For letting our boys be boys, yet capturing the small moments. The love we have for each other. I will forever be thankful for you.