Oh my gosh, I just love this family! Seriously, get a load of this little guy. Cutest baby ever + beautiful fall color + yummy light = one happy photographer. I cannot get enough of this little man! His soulful brown eyes just melt my heart.
Here he is with his proud parents!
My fave. Ever.
It rained on and off all morning on the day of my session with this family of four, but I am so glad we decided to risk getting wet and go out anyway. The light that afternoon was gorgeous, and we had a lot of fun playing and tickling and laughing. I love how much they love each other, and you can see it in these images. The love, the laughter and the light combined to make this magical family session.
This little lady was just learning how to sit up, so I just had to take some pictures with my new yellow chair. I just love all the smiles and giggles that come along with the milestone of sitting up. Babies are so cute at this age, and she is no exception. Look at those baby rolls and that big gummy grin!
I love the age when babies first learn to sit up. This is a really cute age because they are all smiles and cute expressions. This little girl is so adorable and so cool – check out her awesome sunglasses!
I have always loved the poem, “Babies Don’t Keep.” Nothing is so bittersweet as seeing my babies grow up right before my eyes. Lucas is growing up so fast. I blinked, and he turned one. He climbs, he runs, he grows… too fast.
Lucas has elbow dimples. He has 7 teeth, because that other one on the bottom left just won’t come in. When he smiles really big, he crosses his teeth in a funny diagonal way that cracks me up. When he’s really sleepy, he sings what I call the “sleepy song” as his eyes slowly flutter open and closed. He sometimes makes this face where he scrunches up his eyebrows and grins really big, and then he laughs like he knows he looks goofy.
Happy First Birthday to my Lucas, my happy, serious, goofy, beautiful little boy!
Mother, O Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing, make up the bed,
Sew on a button and butter the bread.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I’ve grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue,
Lullabye, rockabye, lullabye loo.
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo
The shopping’s not done and there’s nothing for stew
And out in the yard there’s a hullabaloo
But I’m playing Kanga and this is my Roo
Look! Aren’t his eyes the most wonderful hue?
Lullabye, rockaby lullabye loo.
The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow
But children grow up as I’ve learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep!
I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.