Oh, Emma. You’re my first born, my ray of sunshine; my impossibly precious gingersnap. You bring a sense of purpose and determination to all that you do. This includes learning to ride your first bike.
The weather has been dreary lately. Cold and damp. Yet in the midst of winter, the sun began to shine through the clouds. “Mama, can we go to the park? May I ride my bike?”
Thanks to the training wheels, Emma is a natural. She tentatively sits on the bike, waiting for instruction. I show her how to move her legs, a circle of rhythm that propels the bike forward. I explain how pedaling backwards will stop her; I gently place her hands on the handlebars and guide her in steering.
Within moments, she is pedaling.
Within minutes, she is laughing and racing down our quiet, suburban street.
These experiences teach me patience and are humbling. I am blessed to her mommy; I find joy through her happiness, and awe in her innocence. What did I do to deserve her?
For 2015, I have decided to spend more time photographing my littles, Emma and Lucy, in their own environment, unabashed, and lettings things develop organically. They will only be small for a short amount of time, and as parents, we often ask, “Where did the time go?” These photographs add a connection to our past.
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