And the toddler fades to reveal a long legged little girl. Oh my heart. I love watching her grow and learn and become the person she was meant to be, but there are moments I yearn for time to stand still. Or maybe just a time machine to jump into when I miss these days. My albums overflowing with memories will have to do.
Memories are made among the dirty dishes and baskets of laundry. Time doesn’t wait for life to be perfect, because it already is. Email me so we can capture your beautiful perfect before it’s just a faded memory.