This little guy used to be the only one in my viewfinder. I spent 24 hours a day by his side while Daddy was off entertaining Orelia.
Daddy is back at work, and now I've got blonde curls and purple fingers to look at.
Often I'm looking at my girl with both hands full of sand buckets.
Buckets are taken on bikes.
Buckets are taken in wagons.
Buckets are obviously taken to the sandbox.
Buckets are even taken in cars. Girl loves sand buckets.
My view is of pink fuzzy jackets.
Blue eyes gazing up at a balloon.
Joyful rides on a slide.
MORE buckets.
And my firstborn. Sorry, Bennett, but I promise to start photographing you again soon.
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