For whatever reason, when Daphne was little i took photos of her when she was crying occasionally. I guess I had a theory that the kids weren’t happy all the time, so only having happy photos skewed the idea of reality.

I felt like it was important to look back one day on it all and remember that there WERE tears here and there.

I didn’t mean for this to be the photo of Cyprus for the day, but it was the only one I took of him that day, so it wins my default.

He looks so terribly sad in this photo, it breaks my heart.

Cyprus has been attached to his mama almost nonstop since he was born, so he isn’t too fond of other people taking him. Even when Jared holds him, Cyprus will sit and say, mammammmammm bouf mama…

This was one such moment.