My middle child is the most emotional of my three kids. He can be hot or cold depending on how he feels at any particular moment. He is as sweet as he is sour. One moment he wants his mama and will hug me like he hasn’t seen me in years and the next moment he’s putting cookies in the toaster or throwing things at his little brother. He’s cuddling on my lap as I type this and I’ve become very emotional lately about how quickly my kids are growing up. My tiny one will be turning a year old in two weeks and Mr. I will be three soon. I only have a few more years to have them home with me before they head off to school. I’ve often been accused of being a little crazy by taking so many photos of my kids, but it’s my only way of freezing time. My only way of remembering exactly what they looked like. I want to capture every face, every emotion that they experience.

Here’s my boy.