I think as parents we are all constantly trying to get our kids to slow down. Whether it’s to figuratively slow down that thing called growing up, or we literally want them to SLOW DOWN before they break something like a chair or a frame or a bone. I didn’t realize how much that later would become an issue until our son was born. That boy is in such constant motion that he may as well be a blur. Trying to do any sort of a photoshoot with him is absolute chaos, because no matter how many times I walk him through something, and I swear it registers with him, by the time I turn and lift my camera, he’s completely disappeared. Sometimes you just have to step back, stop trying to micromanage, and just snap away hoping to capture a glimpse of the beauty between the chaotic lines. When looking at these pictures, it’s hard to imagine that these were taken within a twenty-minute time frame while he was racing around a small park, climbing stumps and throwing sticks. Looking at the serenity on his face, I’m reminded that the soul is most calm when we are in the midst of the things we love; and those encompass the most honest moments we can capture.