Favorite Photo Friday: Creating in the morning

Some mornings, we have the luxury of having extra time to create. Our girls love to write, draw, design, and build. I love to capture these moments as they unfold, revealing and creating a story of my own in the process.

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Favorite Photo Friday: just missed!

I captured our daughter’s reaction the instant she realized that she just missed the goal. So many feelings are expressed in this moment, without speaking a single word!

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Memories

I have an old metal tin, which I’ve used since childhood to hold many of my keepsakes: my lost teeth, photos of puppies, gumball machine rings, Girl Scout badges, and a ballerina necklace. This old tin also holds something special from my grandpa, an old square dancing belt buckle.

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It is amazing how many memories can be evoked from the discovery of just one object.

Finding this belt buckle brought back more than just a memory of how much my grandma and grandpa enjoyed square dancing together. I was reminded how I loved to go and visit them at their house in San Francisco, how excited I was when they let my brothers and I “paint” their garage with paint cans filled with water, and how much fun we had playing Yahtzee at their dining room table. I remember the sleepovers, hunting for Easter Eggs, taking the bus to go shopping, and even the sound of their voices cheering for the San Francisco Giants as we listened to the game on the radio.

Most importantly, I remember the love I felt from them, my love for them (then and now), and their kindness toward each other, and to all of us.

Now, as a parent, it warms my heart to watch the bond between our children and their grandparents grow. They may not understand how fortunate they are to have these relationships now, but, when they are older, I hope that they look back at this time in their lives with fondness, just as I am doing now.

In these moments, I miss my grandparents, immensely. I am grateful that I have so many wonderful memories of my time with them.

Thank you, grandma and grandpa!

Storytelling: Learning to ride a bike

Our daughter woke up early yesterday, full of enthusiasm; she was ready to learn how to ride her bike without training wheels.

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After a lot of practice with us at her side, she gained the balance and confidence she needed to ride on her own.

With a little extra convincing, she was ready to give it a try, without any help.

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She pushed off and rode the length of the playground on her own,

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Jean_H_de_Buren_Bike_5204Such a huge accomplishment! We are all so proud of you!

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Learning about the Harley

Our oldest daughter is really intrigued by car engines and her grandpa’s Harley. When we visit, I often find them in the garage, de_Buren_Photography_learning_6491hanging out, and talking shop.
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Favorite Photo Friday: “I need to get my camera!”

I love discovering beautiful light, grabbing my camera, and then hearing my daughters say, “I need to get my camera!”

What a delightful way to start our Friday morning together!

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Favorite Photo Friday: Picture Books

This photo awakens memories of adventures shared, cuddled under a warm blanket at bedtime. Delightful memories of being together, reading stories with our girls before going to sleep.

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Perfect in its Imperfection

I love this moment; I love this photo.

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For me, this photo captures pure excitement and joy; the kids are jumping up and down with their dad, past bedtime, celebrating the first day of winter break.

I watched the excitement building, grabbed my camera, quickly turned up the ISO, and captured the moment. Thankfully, my priority had been in the moment, not on the correct camera settings; had I stopped to set my camera properly, I would have missed this moment, completely.

This is perfect in its imperfection.