Today Amy asked if it's my photographer's mind that remembers photos that I use for comparisons. I answered that I didn't know why, but after thinking about it today, I believe through blogging I've remembered photos more over the years because I wrote the story of the photos.
In October we went to the apple orchard and I had no intention of getting Isaac to recreate a photo I took when he was 18 months old, but all of the sudden, he was doing the exact same mannerism. Pulling the photos next to each other makes my heart skip a beat. Five years.
