Now, this one is tricky for me. I don't have any photos readily available of grandparents or other generations of my husband's family, nor was I going to be able to photograph anyone today. Soooo... I wasn't exactly sure what to do here. I decided to see if I could drum up (meaning, if I hadn't deleted them off of my laptop to gain memory yet) some photos of my husband with any of our children when they were wee ones. I did manage to find some.
With Natalie in the hospital (that's Ian in the background.)
With Ian, a week old after we finally brought him home (Bobby's curls in the picture too).
I like these because it was when these little ones were at their smallest (Ian was 5lb 12 oz when we finally got him home).
I look at these old photos and they give me pause. I knew nothing of photography when any of my children were this small. And that fact means absolutely nothing to me. These are some of the most precious, most meaningful, most beautiful photos I've ever taken.
And I love remembering the tiny beginnings of this new generation of our family.
I absolutely adore remembering.
Many thanks to Kelly Willette for hosting this project.