So least year, when I was just beginning to delve into the realm of photography (enter beautiful brown bed sheet as backdrop) I came up with this idea for a Father's Day shoot. See, I used to be a teacher and every year for Father's Day I'd bring in a button up, a tie, some funky "dad" hats, mustaches, glasses, etc. and have my students "dress up" as their dads. I'd take a picture, have the kids paste it to the front of some construction, and viola- best Father's Day card ever! Tears, every year I tell ya. I basically made a mental note to myself: "Do not forget this idea when you have kids one day".
Well many years later and wouldn't you know- that little mental note alarm went off in my brain and I was so excited to take this photo and give it to my husband for his first ever Father's Day. It was a hit (despite my less-than-stellar photog skills) and I vowed to do it again the next year.
Well, when my hubby opened up this year's picture he just about cried (...and it wasn't because he was impressed with my photography skill growth. j/k) You see, even though he sees his girl every day- he keeps that original Father's Day picture on his desk at work. He looks at it all day, every day. In his head, our little girl is frozen in time in that picture. Seeing the picture this year, seeing how different, how grown she looks from the original pictures just brought him to tears. It was as if the whole year that had past came rushing forward to catch up with him. There she was, our little girl, pig-tails sprouted, sassy attitude and all. She wasn't a baby anymore. And although I know it breaks his heart, I know he'll replace the office picture with this new one. Because next year, when she looks even older, he'll look at this current one and wish she was this tiny still. Thus is the viscous cycle of "time".
So now, the only problem is that I need to somewhat stick to the original cheese-ball set-up every year. I figure, it's just for us- so let it be cheesy! It's not about the ugly backdrop and silly posing....it's about that adorable little miracle baby of ours...growing right before our eyes. She's pretty much amazing....We think so anyways!
So Happy Belated Father's Day to all of the amazing Daddies & Pop-pops out there. I knew I married a keeper way back when and I loved him a lot, but it wasn't until I saw him with my daughter that I realized my love for this man would never be the same. Quin and I are pretty lucky ladies to have him in our lives. We love you, Ry!
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