The spring'ish weather we are having makes me want to stay outdoors with my camera in hand ready to capture all the beauty of spring unfolding. I am, however, quickly reminded after just a few moments outside that we are still technically in winter. Just the bravest of the brave have begin to bud and blossom. It is still so blah out in places!! So never being the one to have a ton of patience, I took our boys out to one of my favorite shooting spots (no foliage required). They have taken photos here since they were toddlers.
BUT I wasn't prepared. I was wasn't prepared at all!! For what?!? The shoot? Nope, I had that under control. I was not prepared for how tall they were, how long their limbs looked, how big their feet and hands had grown, the topics of conversations, how gone their sweet baby faces were and just how much it would totally punch me in the gut. I ran home after church and immediately began to look through the photos and slow tears streamed for a moment. So I ask you --- Little baby boys where are you? I can't seem to find you. Instead, I am finding these little handsome boys that have taken your place.