February 2010
When I think of Ben in his first few months of life, this is how I remember him. Wide eyed and alert. Almost as if, as he pieced things together he knew more than he should, an old soul. It’s somewhat hard to explain, unless you catch him in a moment of utter stillness (which isn’t often) and look deep into his big brown eyes. I love this photo of Ben. It was a shot I took before the “real” photo shoot began but it’s by far my favorite.
