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Family

December 21, 2015  •  Leave a Comment

There is nothing more special than family.  There is also nothing more special than being able to photograph families and create photos they will cherish forever.  This little guy is named Grayson.  He has the sweetest most adorable little personality.  He loves to dance, play football, smile and laugh.  One of the sweetest babies I have ever had the privilege of photographing.  

 

 

Blessings to all, 

Emily Mariani 


Blessed

December 10, 2015  •  Leave a Comment

I looked and looked for a quote to explain the perfection of our child in this photo but I could not find one. Memphis was lying on the couch (in his diaper) watching the Polar Express. I turned to look at him and immediately grabbed my camera. The lighting, the shape of his tiny body... it was just beautiful to me. I snapped some shots and realized the diaper was totally taking away from his beauty so I took it off for a second and snapped a few more shots. These are the moments I try so hard to not forget, but I know age will force me, that is one of the reasons I keep a camera with me. I never want to forget that tiny body. Those tiny legs and tiny toes and innocent, beautiful eyes. I never want to forget the way he would lay and watch Polar Express at Christmas time. I never want to forget the adorable way he calls my name "momma, momma" and I never want to forget that he gets so excited to cuddle and have me watch movies with him and hold his tiny hand while he walks down the sidewalk with me. Because it will change. Change is inevitable. And our tiny human will grow into a teenager and then a man. And "momma, momma" will turn into "mom" and my cuddling with him will be replaced by his bride. I am tearing up writing this but I'm so very blessed that God has gifted me with the opportunity to watch these three beautiful boys grow. I am so blessed to be their "momma."