a boy, his favorite things, a back alley and 15 minutes | calgary children’s photography
A boy, but not just any boy. He’s mine. Lately I’ve been noticing how sweet he is. Yesterday and today especially. His big sister and brothers are back in school and he isn’t trying to act like a big boy. He’s playing with little boy toys, being totally sweet, giving lots of hugs and kisses, and discussing our next week-end away and his first day of Kindergarten. I love our mornings together. It’s quiet and he’s all mine. I don’t have to share him with anyone.
I remember these days with Kiana as well and how I cried on her first day of grade one. I tried to hide it from the other mom’s that all looked so happy. It didn’t work. They noticed. I’m thankful that they did because baby in tow, we headed to Starbucks and laughed and cried together. I knew that day that my special times with Kiana would be few and far between. No more dancing in the kitchen to our favorite song. No more playdoh, paints and felt pens out all at the same time. No more laying quietly snuggling on the couch.
Anyway – back to Adam. He’s currently driving playmobil vehicles all over the floor around me and asking me to come for a ride in his boat. It’s small… I don’t think I’ll fit. I’ll pretend I do. I know these days are fleeting. So… yesterday, spur of the moment, we threw a few of his favorite things in to a laundry basket and went out the door. We walked thirty feet to our ugly back alley (picture of this to follow) and had some fun together. He loved it. I loved it. We have these memories forever. Fifteen minutes is all it took (in between three trips back in to the house for a bag for him to sit on the wet grass, a new memory card and a different lens). The start of our last year of time with just the two of us in the mornings… captured.
Oh, the picture of Adam laying in amongst his cars…. i was inspired by another photographer for that one. I wish I remembered who. If anyone knows please let me know and I’ll put her link here. Thanks!