Their little tiny hand print...that's what I want to remember.
I like to capture as much of a special moment as I can. It all started with Kaitlyn. She was my first and every milestone that she hit was BIG. Landon was coming soon after her first birthday and I felt like she was getting too old too fast. Her hands and feet were so tiny. I loved them. They were so soft, compact...I just wanted to bite them...find a way to preserve them forever, or at least try. So, on her first birthday I got a little tin to make a mold of her hand. It was a huge pain and took a few tries, distractions, and my Mom and I to hold her still, but I am so glad that I did it. And what I started with the first, continued on with the rest.
With Collin turning one, the last hand mold was made. A bit sad. The last one year old hand I will ever place into a mold. Another thing to add to his memory box.
3 years ago