It is not very often anymore that I photograph my own girls. They are at ages where they are willing to stand still for a moment here and there for an iPhone photo, but tend to rebel a little bit when the "big camera" finds its way out of the bag. But on this sunny late-spring evening, we hopped in the car to check out a little spot I found on a drive one afternoon, to splash in the creek, dig in the mud and just have fun together. They quickly got wet, muddy and silly, found a hiding toad and poked some sort of weird web-nest. They threw stones, had a flip-flop "boat" race and generally played hard in the sunshine and water. After they were tired of bumming around the creek, we sat in the meadow above, soaking up the sun and laughing at each other's silliness. They tried hard to make a piggy back work, even though they are exactly same weight and while Emery munched on clover flowers like a rabbit, Brielle executed some of the wildest cartwheels I have seen. And then I took a few photos of them together. Sisters, friends, bickering partners, protectors. Two-thirds of my heart.
I may have cried more than once putting this post together. I am just a big sap when it comes to these two little blondies. They drive me crazy - with equal parts frustration and love. It is these moments that I put in my heart for those days that aren't as sunny and smiley.
Love you, girlies. More than you can ever know.
I also made a little video of our adventures but my blog is being difficult about the file size, so if you want to check it out, I posted it on my Facebook page! It made me cry just a little bit more...