You Are My Son, My Moon, And All My Stars…

The day was anticipated, and Bailey couldn't contain her excitement. My candid, raw, and artistic style was all she had hoped for when looking for a photographer. It was time to plan, to peek into their worlds and discover the best way to capture them authentically.

A dusk picnic; this would be Jackson's first. When we arrived at the park, the sun crept over the trees. We warmed up Jackson's little spirit with a quick game of hide and seek with dad. Finally, we entered the open field. They laid out their blanket and a small picnic, and we watched as Jackson investigated the crisp, bite-sized apples. Delicious, he must have thought, as he pressed his toothless smile to the ruby red outside.

The sun was making its way behind the bridge while Bailey and the love of her life spun and danced to the rhythm of their own love. It was an evening unlike any other, filled with joy as they joined their wonderfully made son and settled into the comfort of one another's heartbeat. It wasn't too long before Jackson had fallen fast asleep. As they packed up their picnic blanket and gathered their sleepy son, Bailey couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude for the candid, raw, and artistic moments captured by their photographer. Each image was a testament to the love and joy that filled their hearts on this unforgettable evening.

The memories of their dusk picnic lingered in their minds, a cherished reminder of the simple moments and precious experience shared as a family. And as they tucked Jackson into bed, his little face peaceful in slumber, Bailey knew that this day would be etched in their hearts forever, a beautiful chapter in their journey of parenthood.