Jacob.
Not too many years ago, I determined (harshly) and announced (loudly) that I would never do newborn photos. ‘Babies scare me,’ I said. ‘They’re too floppy,’ said I. ‘I won’t be able to do babies justice until I have my own,’ I said. Marrying into John’s family, though, produced (no pun intended) ample opportunity for practicing…
Eight years ago, life looked a little different. They were facing the daily excitement of life in a big city in Africa (traffic? check. smog? check.), they were hosting 30+ teenagers from around the world every weekend for Youth Group, they were bouncing around the Rift Valley in a Land Rover and facing the goat-induced…
We spent forty-five minutes together one Saturday morning. Two boys, two helmets, two parents, the four (collective) wheels, and me. The Murrayville Skateboard Park at W.C. Blair Recreation Centre in Langley was deserted at 9am on a steaming hot morning, so I got to watch all the tricks as many times as I wanted to….
She stood on the edge of the world, teetering between the delights of an unknown expanse and the comforts of familiar reality. To her, it looked like a grand adventure waiting to be explored. To her parents, however, she was just a few inches from soiling her outfit by falling face-first into the ocean. (This…
As we tackled Kanaka Creek Park family photos on a bitterly cold November afternoon, the sunshine and familial love kept us warm. The siblings are friends, the cousins are friends, the parents are friends. This is what family should be: friends. With so much cold (and apparently boundless energy!) we kept warm and stayed invigorated…