Adam mastered the advanced features of my new digital camera while I was still struggling with basic concepts. Now he’s moved onto the more artistic endeavor capturing himself in front of the lens. All of these are self-portraits, minus the image of his father. Is it not unreal how much they look alike? I’m a little less than pleased with my likeness in the third picture because I embody the quintessential pregnant woman– wan, bags under my eyes, exhausted look, puffy, etc.– but it’s adorable of him and meaningful because he took it.
With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,