The Snows. I tell ya. In just a sec.
Truth is after Amos came into the world, I was pretty sure that I never needed to do another day of work again. Ever. Just sit and be swallowed by his ever-changing world. There are still a lot of days that I hang onto that mantra. But in a lot of other moments I feel overwhelmed with gratitude that I get to document people for my living. That I get to witness all kinds of human connection and have the freedom to create something tangible...art that people will look at for years to recall the way that they loved and felt. Those moments exist in such a profound way on a wedding day, but they are uniquely raw and full of beauty on any old day at your house with your family. I have always loved photographing families. I'm just a family fan in general. So much truth and acceptance. And depth that doesn't exist elsewhere. I hated to miss out on opportunities to work with wonderful families, but I have passed on shoot after shoot over these past few months so that I could really embrace those same incredible moments with my own family.
Some perfect timing allowed me to spend an afternoon photographing some friends recently. They're friends who I met in the months leading up to Amos' birth (and Finn's - the blonde small fry). They're born a couple days apart and I've had the privilege of witnessing his mom and dad become parents. They've done so with such grace. Loving so deeply and intentionally -- creating such a peaceful environment for Finn to become who he'll be.
Raising a human is a journey. So rich and full of wonder. It's been nice to share it with these guys. And an honor to document them.