November 21, 2013

I’m certain every parent looks at their child wondering how they got so beautiful and why the heck they have to look ( and at times, act )

so grown up when they are really only seven years into their life journey.

I catch myself gazing at her for minutes at a time, until she sees me and asks the obvious question of ‘what are you looking at me like that for?’

I had to grab my camera while we were sitting on the couch yesterday.

She was being showered in amazing golden hour lighting, which only accented every beautiful detail of her face.

I was reminded that she isn’t as young as she was a few months ago, which really only feels like 10 minutes passed me by. Her hair is a touch more red, her eyelashes a wee bit longer, her cheeks a little more defined.

Her eyes look a little more knowing, and her laugh sounds even more joyous.

She has opinions of her own.

She can hold a great and interesting conversation.

I can no longer spell out words fast that I don’t want her to know when I’m speaking about ‘adult things’

( the other day I was talking about teenagers drinking a.l.c.o.h.o.l and r.u.n.n.i.n.g away from home – and without skipping a beat, she told me she knew the words. )

She really is a sweet and happy little girl, but I’m always intrigued by how she photographs. She has some intense gazes, and looks well beyond her years.

I think that’s my favourite thing about photographs. They can show you something your naked eye doesn’t see.


I’m glad I stopped a bit of time here in these images. Before she grows into a great big grown up Year 2 kid!


She certainly makes my world happier.


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