Sorting through all of the photo's we have told me a couple of things:
1. My photography skills have drastically improved in the past 8 months
2. We should have got professional newborn photo's done (because almost every picture we took was blurry....kind of like our lives at that point)
3. Kale seriously needs a haircut
In no particular order, here they are:
Usually I do a quick edit of the photo's that I post on here with Lightroom 3, but this one is completely untouched. His eyes are seriously that blue. I used to be a total sucker for brown eyes, but this kid changed that the first time he looked at me. Everyone warned me that his eyes would change colour, but so far they're still a brilliant blue. They also told me all his hair would fall out. Obviously people have no idea what they're talking about.
My three boys. It's a miracle I got this shot considering our cat still keeps a good distance from Kale, but everyone was post-nap and I managed to sneak this one in. I honestly can't tell even convey how much my heart swells when I look at this. Seriously. It's swelling. Right. Now.
This is Kale when he was just a couple days old after his first bath. Kale clearly was not a fan of the cold air that greeted him after he got out of the tub. Not much has changed except for the fact that this was probably the only time we ever used a baby towel.
Kris has had this red toque since I met him 6 + years ago. I think he was probably wearing it the first time I ever saw him. Despite basically everyone he knows telling him to get a new hat and me buying him a new hat every winter, this one seems to stick around. I gave up on trying to get rid of it a long time ago. I've even warmed to it. It's like his trademark. Watching Kale put it on and take it off tells me that it might be staying in the family for another generation.
Kale was just over a month old here. Kris and I took him to the park and laid in the grass and warmed all our hearts with the sun. Those days of lazing around and just hanging out and embracing our new family life were so incredible. Just looking at this picture brings me back to that day and the happiness and the peace that was with us.
I have a serious obsession with taking pictures of Kale eating and so it was really tough to pick just one. I think this cucumber was the first thing that I let Kale chomp on when his bottom teeth were coming in. See the grasp he has? It's only become stronger. Kids loves to eat.
This is a pretty recent picture and probably pinpoints the week where his hair went from hippie-cute to out-of-control. I love the way he's looking up at the camera. I love how his little fingers are playing with the laces of his boots. When strangers see Kale, they comment on at least 1 of 3 things: (1) his hair, (2) his eyes, (3) his boots. This picture showcases all three.
Chubby Kale makes me melt. I just want to eat him up. Suck on his cheeks. Gobble up those thighs. Give him nine thousand kisses.
I love the look he's giving the camera in this picture. I love the hat. The bib. The cheeks! I love the fact that we were playing on the swings in the fall, while the leaves changed colours and the air was crisp.
The uninhibited joy in his face and his hair blowing in the wind makes me giggle every time I see this picture. I'm so happy that Kale got to try out the swings this summer before it turned freezing and we've been forced to hibernate. I cannot wait until the spring to the see this face again.