My 10 Favorite Photos
Originally, this post was supposed to be about the five song's I'm loving right now. The problem is, I don't listen to anything other than my son's iPod playlist and I'm totally not feeling those songs anymore. You know the feeling. And today's my birthday, so I get to do what I want and what I want is to look through some pictures and post that goodness instead. So there.
Now, the problem is choosing just ten. I don't get sentimental about most things, but pictures are the exception. The walls in my home are covered in photos. Covered. I don't collect tchotchkes and I don't have much in my house that doesn't serve a practical purpose. Photographic memories are the exception. I still take pictures with an actual camera, print them all out, and put them in albums, frames, and photo boxes. Suffice it to say, I don't have 10 favorites, but I had to choose, so I went with a nice sampling.
My son in my dad's Sheriff uniform. Perla Farias Photography.
Four generations of Blain women.
Meeting my first nephew just minutes after he was born.
My dad and grandmother having what my son would call "bed" and my dad's cousin looking on curiously.
Just the two of us on a beach under a pair of cypress trees and a double-rainbow.
Enamored.
My loves. (And yes, this was before we knew better.)
Interlacing our fingers as we often did while breastfeeding.
I love our love.
Proud of himself, which makes me swoon.
*I took a risk by not watermarking all of these. Please don't take advantage of that.
