I considered calling this, "The Perfect Day," but although the light was beautiful and my little girlies were beautiful (still are), and it was an enjoyable evening, I had a lot of worries going on, so I wouldn't call it the perfect day.
I considered calling it, "The Early Birthday," because these pictures were taken on the grass at the hospital where my sister had just delivered her long awaited miracle baby. Three months early. My poor sister had to experience one of the most painful, heart wrenching births ever, and it still makes me tear up thinking about it. Hence the worries mentioned above.
But other than the fact that they were taken as we were there to visit the new, beautiful momma, these pictures really have nothing to do with the early birthday of my new little superhero of a nephew (he's doing so great, hooray!).
So what do I call this today? I really don't know, but I love these pictures, and so here they are. Do they really need a title anyway?
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