little lily meyer is already one . . .
I feel like I JUST met Lily as a newborn. Suddenly she was four months old. And then a second later she was eight months old. Geeze. Where does it go? The life of a photographer is such a blur. Of time, not focus. Her trusty big brother, Luke, was looking out for her in the chair and blockading her fall. A surprise visitor half way into the shoot was VERY exciting for her! And while we focused on Miss Lily, Luke’s routine for these sessions consists of good behavior for the first 10 minutes and then down to our basement for 101 Dalmatians (which he always takes home to finish). Big happy group shot of the whole gang at the end and voile! Just like that, her first year of sessions is wrapped with a pretty pink bow.
