I remember rolling my eyes at adults as a small child as they said,

"I remember you when you were this big..."

and then they would show how big I was

and

I was to do the immediate math on how long they have known my family.

I find myself stepping into the adult role these days,

not quite to the age where I have told other people's children the

"I remember when..." story,

but I am getting close.  I can feel it.

Especially when a near and dear long time family friend has a baby,

and here he is.

He is so sweet.

And I know there will come a day when I say,

"I took pictures of you when you were just days old..."

I am only now realizing that most of the time, when that "remember when" story is told,

 there is some piece of pride nestled in the words of the story.

Maybe it was pride for the child,

maybe it was pride for the parent,

or

both.

I will be honored to give this little guy my "remember when" story when it's time.

For now, Amy and Dan, enjoy your sweet baby Beau.

Thank you for letting me capture this time in your life!