these are the baby blues I love to love:
Have I mentioned how much I love my new camera? I haven't? Oh. Well then: I LOVE MY NEW CAMERA. While I'm well aware that Anderson will have no use for a five foot pile of photos from his first year ("here you are sitting on our front porch on some random Friday of your seventh month of life"), still, I find so much joy in capturing the minutiae of our days. Time is in such a hurry to pass, our baby changing to boy before our eyes. But with a click of my camera, time stops for just one second. Commits that moment to something permanent, tangible. Ensures that when I'm old and my memory fails, we'll still have proof of the beauty, the bliss of these quietly passing moments. I'll look at this photo and even if I can't remember the day or the occasion or why I took the photo (or my name or whether it's 2075 or 1999), I'll recall the clear blue innocence of baby A's eyes and the careful way he'd sit and watch the world.