in his fathers arms

♥

motherhood

Making the decision to have a child - it is momentous. 
It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around

loads of cuteness

Søte lille Eira var godt fornøyd med å være i fotostudio.

brothers

sixty tiny fingers

Denne herlige gjengen er barselgruppa til Jonathan *smelt*. Alle født i løpet av samme uken, og om en knapp måned fyller de ett år. Tiden flyr og alt det her.

 Ten tiny little fingers that always want to play,
That never stop exploring the wonder of today.
Ten tiny little fingers that from the very start,
Will reach out for tomorrow yet always hold your heart.

liten sjarmør

Sjarmerende William (1 år) var en fryd å fotografere. Her er noen av mine favoritter.

winter view

Når temperaturmåleren viser under 20 minus, så er det ekstra godt med permisjon og en kosete baby å holde varmen sammen med.

little ballerina

Nydelige Julie sjarmerte med strutteskjørt og søte smil.

brotherhood

"Brothers make the best friends"

first fall

For any child, life remains a sea full of Rich experiences just waiting to be explored.

Natan Gendelman

four legged babysitter

hello world!

Only one month in this world and my mum puts me in a basket wearing a funny cap..

home for christmas

I don’t know what my future holds
or who I’ll choose to love me
But I can tell you where I’m from
And who loved me to life

merry christmas

This little reluctant Santa Claus became our christmas card this year. Merry Christmas to you all!

deep blue

There is something in that deep blue

It is too far to see and too close to touch

It stands there, mocking me while I speak out in hush

There is something in that deep blue

pink sky

The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched 

- they must be felt with the heart.

Helen Keller

autumn day

Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons. 

Jim Bishop

lovely june

“Green was the silence, wet was the light,

the month of June trembled like a butterfly.” 

Pablo Neruda

happy birthday

april´s charm

When April scatters charms of primrose gold 
Among the copper leaves in thickets old, 
And singing skylarks from the meadows rise, 
To twinkle like black stars in sunny skies; 

When I go forth on such a pleasant day, 
One breath outdoors takes all my cares away; 
It goes like heavy smoke, when flames take hold 
Of wood that's green and fill a grate with gold. 
William Henry Davies