My baby nephews turned three and one. My parents, my girlfriend, and I disagree over who loves these two little godsends more, but we all seem to agree that their cuteness and our total indulgence of it have an expiration date. A few more years and they’ll know too many words, move with too much precision and coordination, and care too much about being far from family. This is a time that will expose our selfishness that we wish for them to not grow up so fast (or at all).
I don’t anticipate that we’ll love them any less, and actually, the opposite will be true. But these days, as expressed to me by so many parents of teenagers, sound like they really are best.
So, my little darlings, get used to your uncle’s camera!
Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end. Now more than ever
Life happens when you're looking the other way
Every end is a new beginning... again
Dates that define me
This is my first sketch! I'm writing this in class. Shhhhh, don't tell.
reconnections, sad news, missed trains and getting a piece of my life back… interesting morning today
Angular, Coffee, Music... Shaping to be an interesting Sunday
Now back to the holding pattern where you wonder if your best s good enough... and hope it is