One day, one day

I know that he will not fall asleep in my arms one day. I say this a lot, but I know that day will come. I regularly find myself photographing these moments. I want to remember them. I hope to capture them and soak them in one day when he is too big to hold any more. That day will come all too quick.

  I have a tired boy on my hands.

Updated: September 11, 2012 — 4:11 am
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