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Each year at Easter, the children of our church are invited to bring flowers from home to place on a cross as a symbol of their thankfulness for Easter. For one reason or another, this was the first year we participated, and I’m so glad that we did! What a special way to welcome Easter Sunday that will certainly become a new Easter tradition for the Reynolds clan.
We all have them….stories, that is. Our lives are comprised of them. Unique, ever-changing snapshots of where we are right now. The stages our children are in, what makes us special, different, makes us *tick* and how we show our love. It’s not usually something you can articulate, but it is something that just *is.* And the thing that keeps getting me is how quickly our stories change. I’ve been thinking of this a lot lately, because for our family this seems to be happening all too quickly. I can’t shake the urge to want to slow the passage of time, because I know I’ll wake up one day and our story will change, we will have evolved into new stages and new beginnings. What a joy it was to spend some time with this fun and loving family to help them keep track of their family’s story…the rock-skipping days of childhood, daddy wrestles, mommy snuggles, baby cheeks and toothless grins. It sure looks good on you, B Family!
I have mentioned them before, but I just love her curls. They are one of my favorite things about her, and I want to always remember how she had a head full of ringlets at three. I just hope she grows to love them as much as I do. You see, I have had such a love-hate relationship with mine, but have finally come to appreciate them thanks to some amazing products I have found. And speaking of products and curls, I have entered a “best curls” contest sponsored by Ouidad, the maker of those wonderful products. Would you take a minute to VOTE FOR ME HERE? Pretty please?!?
… fast. Too fast, in fact. We’ve had many a days where I couldn’t wait to be able to say that, but now that it’s happening, I want to yell “wait” and slow the progression of time so I can savor these days just a little more. Gone is my wild-haried toddler who was so impossible to contain, and in his place all of a sudden is a boy. A boy whom I am proud to call mine. When I snapped this image, I wasn’t supposed to be taking pictures of him, but I asked him to sit so I could get my camera settings ready for what I had intended to do, and so he sat and gave me this.
Not just a smile, not just a look, but a window to his little soul. This may go down as one of my all-time favorites of him, because it’s one of those pictures…as a parent, you know the ones…that is just *so him.* He still has an insane amount of energy, keeps his parents up most nights, exhorts his will a little too passionately at times, but at the core of all that “boy-ness” is his kind heart and gentle soul…just exactly what he showed me here. I love you, Maxwell.
She loves to swing high, *really* high. As high as the sky. And in her little mind, I think she believes that one day she just might get to touch the sky. She loves it so much that she wants to squeeze into the baby swing at the park so I can push her harder, higher. So she can get that much closer. And every time she is simply abandoned to joy. The contagious kind. The kind that makes everyone around smile … *especially* me.
I was so excited about my vision for this family session. It involved this reflecting pool, beautiful flowers and an adorable 4-year-old little girl. But when I arrived at our intended destination, there were tents, DJs and marketing promotions everywhere! Little did we know that it would be a major stop for the Dallas Marathon that was going on that morning. Eeek! So we did a u-turn and headed deeper into downtown, which turned out to be the perfect backdrop for this ultra-hip, fun family of three. Thanks, Ms, for being flexible and making the most out of our unexpected turn of events! Your love for each other clearly shines no matter where you are, and I happen to love the graffiti wall we stumbled upon!
And while I’m at it, I realized that I had never shared more from this beautiful and incredibly talented mamma’s yoga headshot session from earlier this year. Can you believe the grace and precision in these poses?!?
I came home from my session yesterday with this little prince to the most adorable little kitty cat. She was so proud of her “makeup” and told everyone we saw last night at dinner that she was not Catwoman (as her Batman obsessed older brother tried to convince her to be) but a nice kitty cat. I loved your “makeup” too, sweet Madeleine, and think you make the most beautiful nice kitty that ever was.