I love pictures.
I love the stories they tell without words.
I love having my kids’ pictures taken.
Even when my baby decides smiling is not his thing.
I love capturing memories that could be lost … like Bobby laying his head down and just looking at us at random moments.
And the sweetness of playing peek-a-boo over a chair.
The tongue!
How sweet is his “cigar tongue” now and how funny will it be in the future!
The chubby tummy and arms and double chins …
I just adore this brown-eyed boy!
Again, that tongue! And it is all the time. Crawling around the house with his cigar tongue just hanging out!
The photography place likes to do “smash cakes” for their one year old sessions. Bobby was not interested. But even in his saddest get-me-away-from-this-cake faces, there is a memory I want to cherish forever!
Sigh. I love him.