There is just something about summer nights in August that are so bittersweet. August is sticky door handles, never ending requests for snacks and damp bathing suit pieces littering the kitchen floor. August is summer coming to an end, babies growing another year older, days getting a little shorter, patience running a tad bit thinner, and the beginning of school jitters.
Editing these pictures for this sweet family I found myself nostalgic for my own family just a couple years ago when my youngest was their youngest's age. Such a whirlwind life is. I love spending time with families in their element documenting the story of them where they are.
Because life keeps moving. The babies grow and they outgrow the little chairs.
The slow and often mundane August nights will eventually turn into a crisp scheduled fall routine...