|Gigilesque #1 | 2008|
It’s Throwback Thursday and I’m jumping in.
The photos in this blogpost make me so very happy. They’re from a time when the kids were still crazy about mommy’s big camera and her gigil kind of attention. A time when they didn’t know words like “You can let go of my hand now, Mom.”
Just in case you’re in the same strange Tween Town or *gasp*, in the dark and often dreary Teen City. Or perhaps barely survived it and you’d like a moment to reminisce about the good old days of Cuteness and Cuddles as I am now. I get all teary looking at these babies of mine. They’re growing up at warp-speed and into a different kind of species altogether.
|O, 6 + J, 4 | 2008|
I remember we just moved to this house then. We’re in the master bedroom, on the big bed and trying a new remote for my Canon 40D, just hamming it up for the camera that’s standing on a tripod a few feet away.
I can only sigh my very well rehearsed mommy sigh and look just a little bit longer at precious photos just like these.
Happy Throwback Thursday, dear reader! May we all remember to enjoy the sacred everyday of our lives.
And here’s a song by Nicole Nordeman that has saved me many, many times most especially during the most turbulent flights of life. Thank you, Joey, for sharing this song with me.
Courage in creativity,