hApPy bIrThDaY, tAyLoR!

My super-sweet niece, Taylor,

turned eight years old!

H A P P Y  B I R TH D A Y,  H O N E Y !

She loves to give hugs,

calls me "Auntie",

still refuses to give me some of her long golden locks!,

and never fails to make us all smile!

We love you, hon!

Mom is obsessed with taking pictures of us all

when we get together.

It's a neat posterity thing,

but between five cameras we're posing uncomfortably

for awhile!

I love you, mom!

 

The Year of Six

Taylor and Ava, cousins.

Growing up.

The same afternoon that we celebrated Julia's birthday, I also took some shots of Ava and her cousin Taylor. These two couldn't be more different: Taylor the perpetual princess; Ava the rowdy tomboy. But on this casual afternoon, after years of avoiding each other, they came together and developed imaginary games that suited both their tastes.