I’m not frequently sentimental. But I know in thirty years when my boys are no longer little guys, I will look back on images that I shot of our every day life, and I will surely be nostalgic about the whole thing. I suppose I’m doing the hard work now so that in the future, I have these pieces of time frozen forever. These moments cannot be taken from me, because they were real, and they happened, and I have proof of that.

31 days in January of 2014 are here. 31 pieces of my life. 31 reasons to smile. 31 things to be thankful for.

And in 31 years, I can still have these moments. They are forever mine.