Sometimes, or often, my favorite photos are the ones I never intended to take. Like this one, for instance:
But I love it. My baby girl's hair is one of my favorite things. First of all, the fact that she even has hair before age two is a phenomenon of great proportions in my family. Second of all, despite the poor trim job done by yours truly, she still has an adorably natural cut. Can't get enough...
Then there's this face. How could a mother not absolutely love this face? Dirty and all.
This one I meant to take, but the pose was all Gabe. :)