January 8, 2010

Priceless Pictures

The days of high school sometimes yield friendships that last beyond the cliques, the immaturity, and the fact that after graduation people scatter all over the country.

Last year after Alana was born, I had the privilege of getting reacquainted with just such a friend. Lisa.

I wish I had old pictures of us handy. But here we are, 19 years after we first met. (Oh. my. word. That statement alone just grayed a few hairs)


I've mentioned her before, when she took our family pics last year. That photography session was the first time I had seen her in YEARS. Since then, we've gotten to rekindle our friendship. *This is me smiling just thinking about her*

Well, I got to see her recently. where she happened to bring along her beast of a camera so she could take a few pictures of my newest addition. and some of the other little people that were hanging around. ;)


Raquel. 17 days old.




Proud Daddy. Smitten, yet again.


"Any man can be a Father but it takes someone special to be a dad." Anne Geddes




Alana. 15 months old.

You can tell she was still trying to figure out why this strange new person kept pointing that enormous, beast of a camera (compared to my little one anyway *grin*) at her and her sisters.

Even then, baffled look and all, I think she's still shockingly photogenic and completely adorable. In my totally unbiased opinion, of course.



Raegan. 33 months.

My little mini-me in both spirit and appearance.



Selah. 5.5 years.

This look says it all. She's as compassionate as they come. always loving on her sisters. crying if she accidentally hurts them. making it her mission to make them laugh when they're sad.


Charis. 7 years.

My little girl who wants so badly to be big. always asking to help. to cook. to do all the things that I do.


I love how in this day and age, we, as parents have the means to document a moment of our children's quickly passing childhood. But I especially love how Lisa not only captures the moment, but an essence of who they are in every shot.



And that, to me, is entirely priceless being that one day pictures will be all I have of the NOW.

Pictures where I can look into the eyes of the little girl in the photo and clearly remember the spunk, sweetness, or spirit of the moment.

Thank you, Lisa. For both your friendship and your giving my older self (yearrssss down the line) access back to this season in life. Because I know looking at these pictures will always bring a smile to my face. and maybe a tear or two. ;)