and i found a few of me and pratt. and i knew i would cherish these the most. because there are a ton of pratt and his daddy. or pratt and everyone else in his life. but i was usually behind the camera. and so i am only in a handful of pictures. which reminds me of something. if you know a mom, grab her camera for her and take a few pictures of her and her kids. not dressed up pictures. just pictures. of her doing mom things. hugging, loving, kissing. whatever. in her pajamas. with her hair piled on top of her head. it doesn't matter really. what matters is that you've captured a moment that she will probably forget otherwise. okay...i'm done :)
and as biased as that is, i must say, those are my hands down, favorite pictures.
here are a few. it's heartbreaking to see how much he's grown. heartbreaking and awesome, all in one. because had you asked me when he was 2 weeks old if i could have made it to 2 years, 4 months and a few odd days, i would have said, "hell(o) no."
but i have. and i didn't do too bad. well, today i don't feel like i did too bad. but it's only 1018 am :) check back later for a more accurate opinion.
my shadow is never far from my side, of course. so just now while he was up in my lap i asked him, "pratt...who is that in the picture!?"
and he goes, "pratt. and hannah."
he's no longer a baby. he's a toddler. who is constantly trying to get under my skin. i'm such a lucky girl. i really, really am.
happy (early) mlk day. go be kind to someone.
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