44/52 2016

A portrait of my babes once a week in 2016 (3 years, 3 months) 

It's hard to capture your silliness, your crazy ways, and funny games. When your silly moods coincide, there is no stopping you. It's like the force of a thousand belly laughs whirling around the apartment, sweeping up anyone who steps in its path.

43/52 2016

A portrait of my babes once a week in 2016 (3 years, 3 months) 

A morning at Beech wood Gardens on my birthday. 

"I do know how to pay attention how to fall down into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass, how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields, which is what I have been doing all day. Tell me, what else should I have done? Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon? Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild ad precious life?" Mary Oliver

42/52 2016

A portrait of my babes once a week in 2016 (3 years, 2 months)

Five little cousins at Jack's first birthday. How lucky you are to have each other. 

41/52 2016

A portrait of my babes once a week in 2016 (3 years, 2 months)

Diving into the dress up box at Kimmy & Bear's house is one of your favourite things to do. This dress up box is full of the same clothes I used to dress up in, so as you emerge from the house adorned in too-big dresses and sparkly hats, memories flash to mind of the pieces I loved best like the silver cloak I wore as a princess, ad the cow girl outfit Kimmy made for a cowboy and Indians birthday party we went to when I was four years old. 

I especially love how you put the outfits together. They are so well curated, so ridiculous, that you can't help but look completely fabulous. 

40/52 2016

A portrait of my babes once a week in 2016 (3 years, 2 months)

Bed heads. 

39/52 2016

A portrait of my babes once a week in 2016 (3 years, 2 months)

I love our mornings together. We've no where to go. We wake up together as peach-coloured day light lights up the room. We snuggle in bed for longer than we should and then, slowly, we get up. I treasure this slow time in our lives.

38/52 2016

A portrait of my babes once a week in 2016 (3 years, 1 month)

I can't easily put into words the relationship you have with my mom, and what it means to me. I chose this picture because even though it's blurred and you can't really see your faces it clearly, the way your arms are wrapped around her says more about the love between you than I could describe.