Baby Portrait Sessions ~ The beginning...

"Seek the wisdom of the ages, but look at the world through the eyes of a child."~ Ron Wild

On our "Baby's First Year" program, we portray 3 or 4 distinct stages during a time when your baby changes more than any other time in their lives.

We love to start with a newborn portrait session before the baby is 2 weeks of age, but many times our moms like to start at about 2-4 months while they are still tiny, very dependent and cuddly.

Even though those first gummy smiles are precious,  there is something magical about the look of wonderment in a baby's eyes... 

One of the many blessings in our lives...

This week's blog entry is not really mine, but written by my Daughter-In-Law, Crystal on her Facebook Blog (they are called "notes" on Facebook.)
Anyway, I wanted to share it for 3 reasons:

• Most Mommies can relate to this 
• It has a positive message that may be encouraging to others: that both parents have their own special traits that help in raising their son, Carter and the love she has for her family.
• It makes my heart so full and I am so proud that our son, Spencer is a good Daddy and husband, with such a loving wife. All of the things she mentioned that he does with Carter, Spencer did as my little boy, especially making car noises. I was touched by this and hoped other parents and grandparents would enjoy it.
  It is just one of the many blessings I count everyday...

Daddy's Boy
"Lately Carter has been waking up in the morning after Spencer has already left for work.  Sleeping in is a good thing, but it inevitably leads to a disappointed little boy.  You see, from the moment Carter wakes up, his first words are, "Daddy, hold you."  He LOVES his daddy.  I know he loves mommy too, but he is definitely a daddy's boy.  I don't blame him; daddy is usually more fun than mommy.  Daddy wrestles, spins, throws, has tools, makes the best car noises. . . . So I wait.  For the moment when Carter comes to terms with the fact that daddy really is at work and he won't be home until dinner time.  This usually takes about 15 minutes.  Until that pivotal moment, he will not let mommy enter the room, turn on the light or raise the shade.  15 minutes to wrestle with the idea that it's just me and him all day long.  But then he somehow comes to terms with it, because I am good at some things after all.  I'm the best at kissing boo boos, the best at singing lullabies, the best at butterfly kisses.  I do the best Little A impersonation, and I know how to dance to all his favorite songs.  So we somehow get by until dinnertime.  And my unconditional love for him remains unfazed when daddy walks through the door and I get to play second string again."