As my kiddos get older, I find opportunities to recreate earlier photos. I’m a sucker for traditions, and I’m a sucker for anything that helps me chronicle the wonder of these two amazing beings. I have journals and photo albums and art and snippets because after almost nine years, I know you might someday forget all the little stuff.
We recently found ourselves in the same spot, almost exactly four years after a photo I took of my daughter, which you see when you land on my home page.
She was four. Now she is eight. A face changes a lot in four years, but she is just the same girl.
Look for those moments when you can stand your kids up against the same fence or near the same pond or next to the same statue. Record their growth. Then come back again and again.