As I was uploading these pictures last night I couldn't help but think of the parents of those poor precious babies that were killed in yesterday's unspeakable tragedy... how they will never again get to photograph their children or witness their children doing things, seeing things, experiencing things for the first time... and I found a whole new appreciation for these pictures of my precious boy. At the time they were taken I was just taking them to take pictures, like I always do, not really thinking about how this was his first time to touch a real ladybug and trap it in a ceramic bowl, or how it was his first ride in the back of a pickup truck, or how amazed he was when the horse came running toward him from the barn or when I showed him how to blow on a fuzzy dandelion...
and now I think, "What else have I missed?"
Such a tragedy. Still at a loss for words, really.
My heart hurts for those families.