I know what will go through this mind when he sees this photo. He will eye will go to his fresh out of bed hair or the beginnings of a 5 o'clock shadow...things that will bother him. But he doesn’t see what I see. This moment makes my heart swell. I see the love they have for each other. I can hear my little’s voice when he says “daddy daddy, cawee* me” (translation: carry)
That’s what photographs do. They take me to that moment and make me feel what was happening at that exact slice of time. I hope that maybe, just maybe, my love, you will look at this image and look at the feeling....the love, and how much that little boy adores his daddy. See what I see.
Truth be told, I am incredibly proud of myself (yes myself!) for choosing the most perfect guy to be my best friend and the daddy to our babies. I consider myself pretty smart for that choice. The best choice I have ever made.
That’s what photographs do. They take me to that moment and make me feel what was happening at that exact slice of time. I hope that maybe, just maybe, my love, you will look at this image and look at the feeling....the love, and how much that little boy adores his daddy. See what I see.
Truth be told, I am incredibly proud of myself (yes myself!) for choosing the most perfect guy to be my best friend and the daddy to our babies. I consider myself pretty smart for that choice. The best choice I have ever made.
Canon 5D II | Canon 35 2.0