It is an honor to be asked to photograph a family; to be welcomed in to the intimate space of hugs and kisses between parents and their littles. In one quick hour I learn their nicknames for one another and discover what bribes work best for eliciting smiles from the kiddos. What I hope to preserve for each family is a record of a season of their lives. A series of images they can revisit in the years to come that remind them of the good places they have been.
The Johnsons have given me the greatest compliment by asking me back a second time to capture their family. I hope these pictures always remind you of the joy found in the gift of your boys!
The excitement over this sweet girl is hard to contain. And I’m thrilled for these friends to now be a family of three. Welcome Maylin!
He’s learning how to stand and he’s not too sure about eating cake. His head is full of hair and his smile will melt your heart. Happiest of birthdays to this special boy!
It’s the time of year that does my heart good. The time when the flowers begin to bloom, the temperatures begin to rise, and the daylight spills over into the evening hours. And to get to enjoy the blessings of spring with these two little guys fills me with such great joy!
People often ask me what I most enjoy photographing. And my answer is always ‘children’. They are free to be fully themselves in a way that adults rarely are.
This family is a perfect example of the joy children bring in front of the camera. I asked these handsome boys to throw leaves at me and that was all it took to get them to laugh and run and let their little souls spill forth.
On the first day of Christmas, the Johnsons gave to me… 7 faces smiling, 6 fellas laughing, 5 kids in ties, 4 toothy grins, 3 group hugs, 2 lovebirds, and one mama full of style and grace. Merry Christmas Johnson family!
In some ways, this trip was an escape from the disappointments that hang heavy on our hearts. We entered the year hopeful that this would be the year our family would grow. And as the end of the year drew closer, we felt a growing need to get away. Vacation days had been stored away and the west coast was calling. So we made an uncharacteristically impulsive decision and booked two tickets to San Francisco.
It turns out that the week before Thanksgiving is a great time to find airline deals. It’s also a perfect time to visit the bay area. Fall on the California coast was balm to our tired souls. Walking among the redwoods, driving the pacific coast highway, biking through golden gate park, watching the sunset over the pacific ocean – it was all so restorative. We had a week to breathe deeply and to disconnect from the heartbreak at home. And it was so so good.