I’m sure their mother thought I was nuts for bringing out the camera for a couple of infant carriers. Their session was over, and these twin baby boys were happy and content in their carriers, enamored with the colorful baubles strapped to the handles. The light was gorgeous, they were gorgeous…I couldn’t help myself.
It’s the little things that make up the sheer squishy-ness of babies. The way their pudge feet kick and dangle. The the squeak and gurgle of them gumming on their fingers. How sweetly they fix their gaze on whatever is bright and shiny in front of them. As a mother to three, my youngest the same age as these cuties, I am so very aware how easily these moments are forgotten.
Besides, they were strapped down AND happy. How could I turn that down?