I tried to make sure my birthday included all the things I love.
Beach, Babies, Balboa Park, Beer.
Slowing down, San Diego, Sushi.
Photographs, Picnic.
Cacti.
I tried to have an agenda (the planner in me) combined with no expectations (the mother in me, who has learned to let go of expectations).
It was a good, simple day, spent close to home with the people I love the most in the world. Nothing extraordinary, yet a profoundly beautiful way to enter into a new year.
Seriously, she would copy anything he did, even if it means putting her mouth in the sand:Pretty much summarizes what it is like to take pictures of a three year old, and I love it:
Roar:
Playing hide and seek:
Crawling race down the hill:
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