‘ a portrait of logan, once a week, every week, in 2013 ‘

i found myself in a surreal moment this past weekend while strolling through the neighborhood alongside my sister. we’ve done it a zillion times before, however this particular time we were pushing our littles in strollers while discussing breast pumps and sleepless nights. for a quick second i paused in panic and then a moment later i smirked at how perfect everything’s actually fallen into place. we used to pull each others hair out and battle over clothes, but today i can say we’re the bestest of friends and i couldn’t imagine life without her. i’m totally stoked to not only be bringing up babes side-by-side but more so at the thought that one day these little girls may be as tight as sisters.

52 a portrait a week