Timehop reminded me of this today:
And got me thinking.
As I let out a deep sigh and thought, “oh… that FACE,” I realized I’ve, unintentionally, been taking more photos of Colt’s face lately. Just his face.
And I love it. The eyelashes, the lips, the freckles. The serious stare. The goofy — and now increasingly toothless! — grin. I’m fascinated by and in love with how he’s changing and growing up.
It makes me wish I’d taken more photos of the details of his face before now, though the (literal) speed at which he ran and wiggled and scampered through the first several years of his life are what likely made that impossible. In fact, I’m laughing to myself to think the only photos that immediately come to mind of his little face during those years, are of his little face — sleeping.
Here’s to more waking (and sleeping!) moments with that little face and the humbling, educational, startlingly profound words that come out of it.
Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You. – Dr. Seuss