When I tell people what I do (photographer), they usually say "OH wow, you must have some amazing pictures of your own kids..." Well, I do but usually when I ASK if I can take a picture of one of them, this is what I get. (This is also a TOP Reason I don't ask kids to pose. Kids don't usually need posing, but that's a whole 'nother story....) Feast your eyes on Mr. Cooperative.
You guys know I am about the emotional connection to photographs. Let me tell you why: I grew up loved and cherished. But there weren't that many pictures of me as a kid. I was the youngest of 5. I think my parents were pretty much over the novelty of kids by the time they go to me. I have this picture of a baby, my Mom thinks it might be me, but then again, it could be my brother Michael, but no, she's sure it's probably me...You see where I am going with this? Childhood is fleeting and your own memory lasts only so long. I love the stories that pictures tell.
When I was a kid I would pull out my Mom's (gasp) sticky magnetic page photo albums and spend hours, pouring over them. Looking at the faces, reliving the moments. I want my kids to have that, too. So I snap pictures. Often. For big occasions and for no reason at all. I want them to see what they cannot remember. I look at my little ones and I KNOW they won't be little forever. I cherish making these memories.
In light of that, I cried when I saw the next picture. I just took it this morning as Adam and I were walking home from the Bus Stop. To me, as a mom, it says "this moment will soon be gone". My little boy is growing up so quickly. I am training up a man, who will someday take these lessons, these memories and impart them to his children. That's the coolest thing about love: it just keeps giving.
Enjoy the moment you're in. It's a blessing.