• His Ever Changing Face

    Every day he looks a little different. He grins up at me now with this lopsided, crazy toothed smile. Him, squinting into the sun and my lens and blowing my heart with his innocence and love.

    His Ever Changing Face

    Every day he is a little bigger, some tiny bit older, somehow new in his growing-boy-changeling ways.
    He is what all children are – a person becoming something amazing in deceptively tiny steps that are really so, so big on their insides.

    They feel big to me, and as they go by, I feel a weight turn and shift inside me. It is both a feeling of joy and sorrow, the disparity between which is one of life’s greatest gifts to experience.

    Change on, my love.

  • Birthday Balloons are the BEST!

    seven years ago
    i saw your face for the first
    time – it was perfect

    in so many ways
    you have changed, grown, and flourished
    but this fact remains

    you will always be
    the best thing that has ever
    happened to your mom

    ***

    This photo is from Braden’s 1 Year Birthday. Today he turns 7.
    The time is flying by, but I cherish everything, and with each passing day, ever more so.

    Birthday Balloons Are The BEST!

  • When You Make The Dream of Flying Come True

    I was reminded recently of this experience, and wanted to share it with you guys. Last summer, John took Braden and me with him to a show (he is a guitar player) at a place where there’s a helicopter ride offering on the property. We got lucky and were able to take Braden up in the helicopter that evening. The flight was amazing – open doors, of course, and it was very thrilling (the pilot turned us sideways at one point, with me on the underbelly, WHOA).

    I had been so excited to go up in the helicopter myself, but, as thrilling as it was, I quickly realized that the best part of the ride was listening to Braden over the headphones we were all wearing. I wish I had an audio recording to share with you. He was adorable, hilarious, and sweet beyond description. I was not in a really great position to take photos of him (I was in the front, my hair whipping all over the place, holding my camera and phone) but I managed this shot by holding the camera over my shoulder.

    It may not be the best photo, but I think you get the point. He was ecstatic. When we landed, John wanted to thank the pilot, but when he tried, he was given thanks himself. The pilot said it was the best ride he’d piloted in years because of Braden.

    Children can be challenging and present all kinds of frustrating moments, but the joy they bring far eclipses any of that. They make the world an altogether more wonderful and interesting place. I’m so thankful we have him.