With the knowledge that we would be moving out of our apartment in a few months, I wanted to capture one of the things that I loved most about our first home... Our patio. We got an apartment on the top floor of a two story complex and when we first moved in, I took a snapshot of you looking out at the parking lot, from the patio. I look back at that picture and realize how much you've grown and how many memories we've made here. Although we never bought chairs to sit on, we've enjoyed this spot through the seasons and you have always enjoyed looking out at the parking lot. This is where your fascination with vehicles began. This is where you learned the difference between cars, trucks, and motorcycles. This is where you practiced naming your colors by looking at the cars. And this is where you watched the school buses, fire trucks, and police cars drive by. Dad hated all the traffic that we got near the apartment, but you absolutely loved it. On the day I took these photos you were feeling surprisingly cooperative but I still had to bribe you with an oreo to get you to do some poses. But of course you were just a goof 80% of the time. haha I loved these photos so much and they were such a great representation of you, I ended up getting one on a canvas to hang in your room. This was not a planned 'session' and nothing is perfect. Your hair is overgrown and messy, you have a scrape on your nose, and the clothes you're wearing are a size too small. But you are beautifully and imperfectly... YOU.