Mini-Session - It's about time

Such a month we're having.  Rushing between a remodel and a new birth.  Rolling in the green grass and destroying our porch with every ounce of "cooped up" that we've saved all winter long.

I find myself adjusting as my "little man posse" turns into serious thinkers and big dreamers.  Childhood is a constant state of adjustment – sporting an equal number of reminders that they're both growing up and still so fresh in this world.

I'm reminded of the special privileges of being a boy mom.  As I was chatting away with my sister-in-law about raising a son, I shared with her a few of the perks.
   1. Boy moms are always right.  Because girl moms have no idea "what we go through".
   2. You get spontaneous access to the MENS bathroom when a kid wanders in and
            makes a surprise deposit – requiring a wipe.

We celebrate a new person and our hearts overflow with fun thoughts of what will become of him and his dreams.  The boys were awe struck as they were able to hold him - just a few hours old.  They were enamored by his messy hair (from the "birth grease") and enjoyed his tiny fists and features.

We had a chance to get our pictures taken.  Together.  And I couldn't be more pleased that they look EXACTLY LIKE US!  The way Axel crosses his arms and can't take a face-forward smiling picture even with bribery.  Ollie's solo dimple.  My...well it's the only picture I've seen of myself in a long time...so I guess this is what I look like to y'all.  

​What a blessing photography can be.  Here are a few.  Thanks to @fourth.aspect for stopping time - briefly.