Before we walk out the door I say, “Hold hands!” and Britain reaches up to find my hand.  His little fingers grasp onto my index finger and away we go.  It’s the small things like this that I want to soak up and remember.  I’m in no rush for him to grow up.

I have put effort into not only documenting the everyday of my children, but mastering a single great image.  I’m not sure I have done a grand job of either of those, but I have had fun!  Here’s a few from last week…

Introducing Davy Carmichael Larson.  We are in love.