Portraits of my two birdies every week of 2014.
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Phoebe Jane at 26 months.
Wren Sabina at 4.5 years.
This project is inspired by the 52 Project. Will you join me?
The Birdies. 1/52
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Category Archives: sisters
about a year
Growing up big, strong and extra squirrely, these two little birdie loves of mine.
August 2013
Big tree, little birdies
August 2012
different tree, same little birdies
Time keeps marching (skipping, jumping) on with the little birdies. Just trying to keep up and savor this spirited, fleeting time…
sniffly weekend
We’re having a pretty lazy weekend in the nest with a few sniffles here and there. Lots of snuggling with these lovely ladies of mine. Lucky me! It helps when the Mama is a bit under-the-weather if the wee ones are too, no? Otherwise, oof. How is your weekend going?
sisters today – 1
There are a lot of people doing a weekly portrait series of their children this year, inspired in large part by Jodi and her beautiful, natural portraits of her children. I’m going to try and do a sisters portrait series this year – perhaps more of a challenge for me to get the two together? Are you pushing yourself to do anything different this year with your photography?
Day 1: Sisters at Play
Wordless Wednesday – sister love
nose kisses
Because sometimes your kids are just so darn cute it makes your cheeks hurt. This was an especially sweet moment this morning. Phoebe just loves her sister’s attention, including most of her wild antics. I’m not so hot on the antics, but I can see why a certain toddler just can’t help but squeeze her baby sister a little too hard…
{this moment} telling secrets
{this moment} – A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. Inspired by Soule Mama.
sister wonder
Wren has a sister. Phoebe has a sister. We have two girls. This is really just beginning to sink in with us. Part of the fun of not finding out the baby’s gender is the excitement when the baby is born and all of these thoughts are fresh and sink in slowly over the course of the first few up-most-of-the-night days. Because I don’t have a sister, I don’t know what it’s really like, but I’m so grateful for the possibilities of Wren and Phoebe’s sister relationship. I look forward to discovering ways to nurture it over the years and encouraging them to find a rhythm that’s uniquely their own. Maybe they’ll find their own language together? Inside jokes. Creating a world all their own. Giggling about something in the other room that has nothing to do with me. Screaming and pulling hair… ahh, sisters! Let the wild, lovely ride begin!