Wet one

The sprinklers on the golf course came on each evening (past what is usually William's bedtime) and twice we let him run around in them... too cute! He was a wild man dashing in and out of the spray, giggling and screaming. I love this one of his hair. I can just smell it now... a hot, humid, salty beach night, mixed with a little bit of sweet baby shampoo.

Taken Monday, June 20

Perfect Father's Day

Can't wait to edit some of the beach shots... here is W with his Daddy, his very first time at the beach, dipping his little toes into the surf. He absolutely loved it (and I had of course been dying to photograph it all)!

Taken Sunday, June 19

Golf addict

Our beach house was right on the Harbour Town golf course in Hilton Head, and our first evening there, W got to run around the 2nd tee, which was the view from our porch. We got to watch the golfers tee off every morning as we had our coffee. Grandpa is a big golfer, and we all had fun with this, especially William.

He would say "Oooooh!" when the players teed off. Some were amused, some were not. :)

Taken Saturday, June 18

Little Traveler

We are back from the beach (William's first time!) and of course I took hundreds of photos.

I haven't edited yet, so here are a few in the meantime!


Stopping to get into PJs on our drive to South Carolina! All ready with his beach bag.

Taken Friday, June 17

Mugshot

I've been swamped with editing this week (a wedding and 3 newborns since Saturday) and didn't get my camera out all day today... until I had to document this. Esch was trimming his hair and apparently forgot to put the guard back on (I don't know if that's the right term... clueless about the tools he uses) and literally shaved his head bald. He took one big long swipe right down the middle of his head before he noticed, so he had to go the rest of the way.

Luckily he's so nice - he could never look scary. My loveable convict.

Taken Thursday, June 16

(Note: The aforementioned grooming incident actually took place last night - took this photo tonight, so we're looking at a whole 24 hours of growth here. If possible, he was even more cueball-esque last night! Love you, Honey.)

The Boo-Boo

Poor W. He scraped his elbow a few days ago while carrying out one of his almost-constant gymnastic feats. This was his first little "injury" that he's really understood, thought about, and remembered. He keeps stopping in his tracks, holding the afflicted area and getting a very concerned look on his face as he tells me "Mama? Boo-boo. Boo-boo."

Just a snapshot to remember this cute phase.

Taken Wednesday, June 15

Preemie

This little guy was 5 weeks early, and the youngest newborn I've ever worked with. He was so precious. Loved his little hand tucked up, all snuggled in.

Taken Tuesday, June 14