I’m so jazzed to finally share more from this session. Like…so jazzed. My high school bff and I back on our old stomping grounds around my childhood home. Springtime breezes and flowering trees, it was like a cutaway flashback to years past when we’d hang out for hours on end eating pizza rolls, sailing boats and creating any kind of…
Ahhh!!! Sweet baby love! Russell’s bedroom is full of all the sweetest little touches–from his crib built by his dad, his paintings by his auntie and the fun wooden stars by a friendly neighbor…just that alone shows how sweet this family is and how much they are loved. Any time and every time I get to hang out with this…
Let’s all just pretend that the grass is still green and that outside time is still a thing without searching for that missing mitten or extra layer. Okay, maybe it’s not that chilly outside yet, but it doesn’t mean this bare-chested little bebe {which, for the record, will forever be pronounced in my head a la Miora Rose. Don’t know…
Little baby lips and wrinkled skin. Excited big sister squeals of joy and the soft pitter-patter of toddler feet running along the carpeted hallways. Hushed, calm whispers of lullabys and sweet nothings. Murmurs of adoration over the freshest bundle of love in its purest form.
Playing around, wrestling, laughing and enjoying the sunshine; just a couple of brothers, hanging out and doing what they do best.