Cameron is nineteen months old. Insert parenting cliché about time flying. I could kiss her marshmallow cheeks forever. Sunday we were fortunate enough to get a half day of family time before my husband entered finals week. I switched my camera from manual to aperture priority, handed it over to my husband, and grubbed my munchkin.
The best thing about a picture is that it never changes, even when the people in it do – Andy Warhol
We got a keeper. This is how we look most of the time. Huge smiles and crazy snuggles. I don’t think it’s possible to forget but just in case this is our reminder.
If something should ever happen to me this is proof that I was there, we smiled constantly, and I loved my kids like crazy.