Sometimes…

I get Nolan to actually stand still and just look.  Not say cheese or give me a super corny grin.  Sometimes he shows me the real him. And sometimes I get lucky enough to capture it…even if it is against some cinderblock

And sometimes the light is just perfect and Layne’s eyes reflect it beautifully – my blue eyed girl, polar opposite of my chocolate-brown-eyed boy. I’d say that sometimes she smiles, but she smiles pretty much all of the time for her mama…