In the past year, one of the joys of having Alexia (my niece) in our lives has been seeing my parents as grandparents. Though my dad can be somewhat intimidating, he is an absolute teddy bear with my niece. Alexia adores her grandfather and I have loved seeing them together.
This past summer, we took a trip to Vermont for my dad's family reunion. Alexia was almost a year old and had a difficult weekend. The traveling and sleeping in a hotel had messed with her schedule and she was unhappy. The second morning, we took an overly tired baby from her overly tired mom's arms and played with Alexia awhile so Erin could sleep a bit longer. In that perfect morning light on those perfectly white sheets, I grabbed these images of my dad and his first grandchild. And they are absolute magic.
Long after Alexia heads off to kindergarten and high school and college, I know my dad will hold on to these images. I love that, through photography, these small moments of love that we might have forgotten remain with us. When she is older and it is hard to remember just how little she was, we have these photos to remind us. And I love that.