He does it every night with her. The Christmas Light Walk. Our house, the neighbor’s house. She touches the lights so gently. He holds her so sweetly. I don’t know what he’s whispering to her or what it feels like to him to hold her, but to me, from the window…it’s magic.
i have been following your blog for a couple of months now, and have always loved going back and clicking a random day in the archives and falling into your story and your pictures and your beautiful little girls. today, i decided im finally going to start from the beginning and get the whole story. thank you for your amazing pictures and stories and sharing – i cant tell you how many times ive thought to myself “i want to do that when i become a mom”. thank you!