Time.  It’s a funny thing.  Seems just a little bit ago I was throwing down with some pottery, Polterabend style, to celebrate Livia + Don’s wedding.

And a minute later, we’re talking in hushed whispers to keep from disturbing Luca + Luisa’s synchronized sleeping.

Many heartfelt congratulations to this wonderful family-who-just-went-from-2-to-4 in the blink of an eye!  I’m thrilled to have had the opportunity to document both your growing love and your family.

And his name is Ethan.  And he looks just like his dad.  And has a super fly, laidback personality of his mom.

He’s one lucky kid.

Because Baby Ethan’s dad, who was my son’s much beloved kindergarten teacher, and is now T’s third grade teacher, has exercised more patience, compassion and love with my own little guy than I ever thought possible with a child who is not your own.  And especially, one who is very…enthusiastic about life.

I have SO much gratitude to the Plein family for not only allowing me to document their darling addition.  But for playing such a monumental role in my family’s life as well.

I had a great afternoon with this adorable family.  And as one would expect, their Boston Terrier stole the show.

A portrait of a family.  Who I have photographed every winter for the last five years and all of whom I very much love for the example they set to, pardon the use of an overused but very much applicable phrase, keep it real.

Earlier this year I did a photoshoot with the Scholes family that featured a Panama-Jack-meets-Oregon-rain theme at Jenkins Estate. We met again before the holidays for a more casual shoot, that included running a few UofO Duck’s better plays.

Bearing witness to the humor and love across three generations of a dedicated family, and the intimacy of a 60+ year marriage, left me with a lump in my throat.  And immense gratitude for my job.

No.  These are not engagement photos.  These are friends of mine.  Whose wedding I attended almost eight years ago.  And I’ve been honored to watch their sweet lovin grow that much stronger in the time since.

We talked cars.  We raced cars.  We walked.  We looked at winter vegetables.  We hit up the playground at the neighborhood school.  And we made googly eyes at dear, sweet baby Logan, who slept like a champ through it all.

Thanks for a great afternoon Kamp family!  And the deelicious, um, celebratory beverage when we finished.