If I remember correctly, this was considered a ‘chilly’ fall session…however, looking out the window of the coffeehouse this morning as I’m still bundled in my wool winter coat and fingerless mittens…my face hovering above my Miel to not only catch the sweet aroma, but also the warmth, drifting lazily upward and slightly fogging my glasses…yeah…I feel like calling this…
Sweet Miss Lilah. A little doll with a shock of dark hair and delicately soft baby skin. The little one who already holds her daddy’s heart in her hands, her mother’s love in her eyes and her brother’s forever adoration.
Okay, I’m going to let you in on a little known secret. Something not everyone knows. Something that few people think of… It’s never a bad time to schedule a photo session. It’s true. I promise, promise. You see, I’ve never ever heard anyone say :: I wish I had less prints to document my baby as a baby. I…
Okay, just look at the cheeks on this little bundle of awesome and then understand why I still love this session even though Little Louie didn’t even come close to ever cracking a smile. Like, even close. The entire time. Did I care? Goodness, no!! {Sidebar :: I got to hang out with some pretty stellar daycare kids last Friday…
Hey there and happy Monday! Waking up to snow flakes drifting about is simply magical, wouldn’t you agree? Unfortunately it seems our little snow shower has ended withing a matter of minutes, but it was fun while it lasted. I’m getting a titch tired of this sore brown landscape dotted with snow…just a Minnesota girl longing for the deep-snowy winters…