Week 2 of my Project 365
008/365: A first sleepover for all the 'ya-yas' together. Popcorn and "Scooby Doo meets Batman" was a fun night for all.
009/365: I rarely go to the bathroom by myself. Whether it's to pee or pluck my eyebrows there are little footsteps or a stampede behind me. If they aren't following me in, they are waiting for me right outside the door.
This time he waited outside the door, talking a million miles a minute about the project he wanted my help with. Eventually he couldn't take it anymore and his little fingers poked through the corner of the door to show me the supplies we needed. All I can do is laugh and pick up my camera and grab a few bathroom mirror shots because this is our life right now.
010/365: A man and his dogs.
011/365: I love this man. I love how this man loves our children. There is never any doubt that we are his number one priority in life. I love that he teaches them as much, if not more, in actions than in words. People can talk a lot but it is what they do and how they treat others that is the true test of character. He shows them what it means to respect and love me as a woman, as his wife, and as their mother. He shows them what integrity and hard work looks like.
012/365: These boys have always been early risers. Sometimes so early it hurts. When they first come in they snuggle in so close. Sometimes its a quiet and sweet snuggle, sometimes it's a breakfast order and non-stop talking about dreams, birthday lists, and so much randomness. I am unapologetic that these boys get iPad time in the morning after that.
013/365: Skylanders, Skylanders, and more Skylanders. He plays them, he paints them, he watches them, he wears them. Skylanders all the time.
014/365: It’s hard navigating these teenage years. Finding the balance between giving you the space to find who you are and holding you close so you do not lose sight of things that are easily lost. Most of the time I have no idea what I am doing right and what I am doing wrong. I let my gut and heart battle it out against my fears and hope you and I come out on the right side of it all. I try and respect the fact that you are not a fan of my camera; especially in public. Most of the time I give you a pass and turn the camera to your brothers who are begging me to photograph what they are doing. But I show my love through my photos. All of the words that are too big for my heart to hold come out in my images, so you need to be there. So sometimes I pull you aside and tell you I need two minutes from you. I want to remember your 8th grade year when you wrestled with so much focus and determination. When you found a confidence and strength I always knew you had.