
2013 through the lens of my camera. I won't promise these will ever be perfect, portfolio-worthy pictures. There might be days where all I can muster is a camera phone shot or maybe my point and shoot. But I really hope taking a picture every single day will force me to learn and grow in photography and challenge me as well.
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Playing with friends: Day 125/365
It amazes me how fast children grow. Just a few months ago, my son showed no interest in playing with toys or other children. Now, he loves to play with his trucks and likes to play beside his friends in our church small group.

Saturday, May 4, 2013
A boy and his dog: Day 124/365
My son is developing a big crush on our dogs. He loves to "pet" them (aka hit them) and his face just lights up when one of them comes in the room. Unfortunately, the love is one-sided so he has learned to get his dog petting time in when he can and a captive dog on the couch was fair game.

Can she see me: Day 123/365
My son found my daughter's water cup on the floor and decided her water must be better than his and started guzzling. She has fussed at him in the past for drinking out of her cup so I caught him looking around the corner to see if big sister was watching this time.

Obsessed little man: Day 122/365
I laugh when people say how much free time I must have as a stay-at-home-mom. This little guy gives me no free time, especially if he spots an iPad in my hands. But, I wouldn't have it any other way.

Little ballerina: Day 121/365
My daughter had pictures for her first dance recital so I couldn't resist taking a picture of her all dressed up. I'm prepping a box of tissue now for the night of the recital because I am sure I will need it.

Looking like a little boy more every day: Day 120/365
Definite glimpse of what is in our future as this little guy gets bigger.

What's for dinner: Day 119/365
We definitely have a climber in my son. He wants to climb in and on everything. So it really didn't surprise me when I turned around in the kitchen to find that he had climbed in the oven drawer.

Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)