welcome

Some rough and tumble
But also some soft sweetness
Boys hold multitudes.

But what would life be?
If kids were only allowed
one identity?

If we give them room
to question, grow, and change,
we gift the world breath.

Though small hands don’t make
the best helpers, they sure spruce
up weekend breakfast.

And though small feet lag
slowly on walks, they always
find the adventure:

I’ve had the privilege of photographing this awesome family several times over the past few years. And each time, they somehow get a little bit sweeter, a little bit sassier, and a whole lot more fun.

The C. Family and I go way back. Like, Cassie-and-I-played-soccer-together-in-college way back. And then she moved to Colorado (yay!)

Young enough to think
sticks are wands and dresses are
for twirling only.

Girls won’t be just girls
They will be giggles and tears,
Strength, fierce justice, grace.

I was living in Kenya when Micaiah texted me:

“So … I have some news.”

The photo that followed was an ultrasound with an A and a B.