“A portrait of my youngest children, once a week, every week, in 2016.”
Or portraits, as the case may be. Sometimes culling is just too hard and I do love the story captured here. After days of dark skies and rain I took them to the beach while Daniel and Che went off to do their own thing. Happy as clams these two were. And Percy’s little legs walked the entire length of the beach. They’re growing up fast. Too fast.