just for me
. . . photographing my own can be really challenging, she usually runs in the other direction when she sees the camera in my hand. This time though, I wasn’t about to give in. We were out for a walk and I saw the way the sun hit her hair, the flowers gripped tightly in her little fingers, and I went running for “the big camera.” (Most of the photos that I take of her these days are with a point and shoot because I can be far more sneaky with it). She was so busy on the hunt for the perfect clover, that she didn’t notice me and I just started clicking. It wasn’t until I downloaded the images that I saw the maturity in her face and an over-all “grownupedness” that seems to have replaced the baby that she was… just yesterday? That pang of sadness about my girl getting big didn’t last long, because I then saw the hallmark of her (and my) childhood – the band-aid and the bruised little knees, and was quickly reassured that she’s still my little rough-and-tumble baby girl

Heather, Love the bandaid knee and necklace. Very Sweet!
Heather!!! Your rough and tough baby girl is soooo beautiful!!! She (and this picture) is PRECIOUS!!
Simply beautiful.
Oh HPC! That even makes ME want her photo on my wall!