A day in our life: my birthday.

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:

Motherhood summarized in a photo: