reminiscing

It was the first summer in this house and we were still getting use to the changes that the warm weather brought to our routine. In the early hours of the morning Megan, who was almost 2, crossed the 3 foot gap that separated my room from hers and scampered to my bedside, kitty in hand. It was what she did every morning and the sound of her feet quickly became my wake up call.

Most of the time she would climb up and cuddle next to me and we would slowly face the day. Other times she wouldn't have it and our day would begin the moment she came into my room. After she woke me from my slumber, I would open my bedroom door to let in the fresh summer air and we'd sit on the porch lazily, waiting for the other girls to wake up.

Eventually she'd get antsy and make her way to her room where she'd scour her drawers for her favorite swim suit...it became her wardrobe of choice that summer. I would sit and wait with my camera ready. I had, for the past 9 months, been religious about having my camera around at all times as I was desperate to practice and learn all I could.


[Megan | July 2006]

And then I would watch, watch as she explored her world with her precious kitty.

Eventually the other two, then 6 & 4, would join us on the porch eager to start their day. It's crazy how I remember those days like they were yesterday...My three littles running around outdoors while the morning coolness turned into warmth.

Life is good.
xoxo