I had one of my favorite days – ever – last week. Max turned 5 months and I wanted to get some pictures of him. I was trying to recreate a day that I had with Carter at this same age. They are some of my favorite pictures and I will never forget Carter at that age, because of these photos.
Usually when I have a grand vision in my head and try to recreate it in pictures, I only get frustrated and mad. The lighting is always bad and my pictures blurry. But today my pictures turned out! Get ready for little boy overload!
My kids have great Michelin man arms at this age. I could just spend half the day tucking kisses into those little rolls. And there are a lot of them. It might take all day.
It wasn’t long before Carter wanted to join in the pictures too.
I love pictures. I have a horrible memory, so I think that is why I love pictures and they are so special to me. They help me remember (or at least think that I remember) a particular moment in time. It always makes me sad to think I to think I am loosing my baby. Even though each day brings fun new things as my children grow older, each day also brings them further away from this precious little baby. These pictures will allow me to go back in time and remember. In the future, I can look as these pictures, close my eyes and remember what they looked like, smelled like, felt like in my arms. I can briefly go back in time and have a moment of that special time back. Minus the midnight feedings and poopy diapers. Thank you Nikon😉