09/21/2026
Three years of Hattie Jo. 💛💛💛
Yesterday, my baby girl turned three. And somewhere between planting flowers, pulling weeds, chasing bugs and watering this little garden all summer, it became part of her childhood too. So when I thought about where I wanted to photograph her at three, I couldn’t imagine anywhere else.
Bare feet. Wild curls. The best laugh you’ve ever heard. That little grin that somehow gets bigger every year.
I spend so much of my life documenting everyone else’s babies, bellies, weddings and growing families, and every once in a while, I’m reminded all over again why photographs matter so much. Because one day the watering can will feel too small in her hands. Her little feet won’t be running up and down this garden anymore. She’ll be taller than the flowers, and three will feel like a lifetime ago. 🥺
But for now, this is HJ. And myyy goodness… I wish I could keep her right here for just a little while longer. 💛
Photograph the season you’re in. Even the ordinary ones. Especially the ordinary ones. 🫶🏻
