Sometimes I want everything to be perfect when I take a photograph, but there is something beautiful about the ordinary, the "averageness", the messiness of the everyday. A kitchen table is where life happens- I look at the clay pot with the bulbs we planted staring to grow, I see the candyland game that we have so much fun playing, I see the belt to a princess costume that gets used as a headband or to tease the cat...I see the lemons on the table to add cheer to a winter day, I see my girl in her handmade tutu worn confidently over her jammies...I see my life here, imperfect and beautiful.
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