Bean is not a fan of having his picture taken; he stiffens up and can’t navigate what to do with his body. So tonight, when I saw him curled up by the heater vent with a tangled mess of lights, I sat down quietly near him, put the lens on telephoto, and just clicked photos while we talked softly. I never put the viewfinder near my face, and I’m not sure he knew I was even taking pictures- and what I got were magical, tender shots of my dear son. It’s Bean, as he is- relaxed and talking to his mama- and how most people never get to see him. My heart is soft and overflowing for this boy, and I’m grateful I caught this fleeting moment.
Dandelion Mama 
These captured moments are truly beautiful. What a great treasure. Merry Christmas.
it’s like seeing through your heart. precious.
So beautiful. I especially love that 3rd one. What a sweet moment. I’m glad you sneaked some sweet photos to go with it.
Lovely!
these photos are quite stunning!
a treasure for always…
That first picture caught my breath. What a treasure for your mama heart.
Trac- you are such a special person. Beautiful pictures!
so wonderful.
Wonderful. I love it.
What a perfect moment. Tender, indeed.
I find the pictures very moving, especially knowing Bean’s history. A treasure.
Preciously beautiful…thanks for sharing your beautiful son with us.
I love these!
“how most people never get to see him”
I like to think of “the Book of Life” as a scrapbook, and I can’t wait to see the pictures in it that reflect God’s view of me “how most people (including myself) never get to see (me)”.
Beautiful pictures. (And I love Ray’s comment, too.)
A friend directed me to your blog tonight (I asked for cute ones), and I just love your photos & words. These of your son are wonderful! Made me want to go grab my own lights & leave them in a tangle for the boys to find, actually. Then I saw the pictures from his baptism and realized what a treasure they really must be. Your boys sound like amazing people. (Haven’t been here long enough to find daughter stories yet.)
Thank you, and welcome, Ritsumei. There are plenty of stories about Abby- I hope you enjoy them as well.