My son. My little bottomless pit. It seems every time I turn around, he is scouring the pantry shelves or searching the refrigerator doors for something to eat.
The days are long. The years are short.
Capturing the unique beauty of your life.
In the moments that define you, and every day in between.
My son. My little bottomless pit. It seems every time I turn around, he is scouring the pantry shelves or searching the refrigerator doors for something to eat.