I’ve known these guys since before any of the children were even figments of the imagination.
One of my most fond memories of her was when I was just a couple weeks away from becoming a new mother. I had spent all those months being completely miserable. And I really really wanted my toenails painted. I couldn’t reach them and I couldn’t afford a pedicure (plus the thought of pedicures kind of freak me out) and she painted them for me. It was a very small gesture. But one of the most kind and one I will never forget.
He took my son on his first boat ride down the snake river when he was six months old.
And now she is expecting her second baby in a few weeks. Life can be surreal that way sometimes.
I don’t get to see them that often, because they’ve moved all over kingdom come… but this time we got to see one another in Steamboat (their home for a while now) and I got to take some spectacular photos of them in the mountains after a snowstorm.
Snow can be intimidating for family photos. But these guys literally jumped right in. And so did I!
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