I just finished up Griffin’s first year gallery and moved his folder of images from my desktop to my external storage drive. Sigh…he’s all grown up. I get sort of nostalgic about my clients, often peaking into all their file folders to look at the journey we’ve taken together.
The Roys came in for a maternity mini-session last January.
Pretty darn cute, right?
Even her belly was cute.
Then a few short months later I was meeting their little guy.
I had to coax him to sleep a little bit, but as soon as I started telling him stories about my childhood, and he was out cold.
Six months later things had changed quite.a.bit.
He was silly and smiley and ready for me to act insane in order to get his attention and affections.
And then it inevitably came, as birthdays have a tendency to do…the big ONE.
And for nostalgia’s sake, dad wore the same sweater that he wore to the maternity session. I love that so much.
But everything else had changed so much. In just one year. How does that even happen?
The first year of a person’s life is incredible. I will forever be in awe of it and thankful for the opportunity I have to capture those monumental changes and milestones.