“a portrait of Ezra, once a week…every week, in 2015.”
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We spent a lot of time at grandmas and grandpas this Christmas. It was so fun to all be under one roof and spend as much time with Aunt Haley and Uncle Ty. However, it’s so important to Reed and I that we carve out and protect Christmas morning at our own house and celebrate as a family. A new tradition for us is CHRISTMAS PAJAMAS!!!! Or “Christmas Jammies” as Ezra would call it. I didn’t have this tradition growing, but I love it and think its oh so cute! Ezra understood “presents” more than ever this year, but after opening two…he was completely distracted. Trains, of course! He also got a little drum set, but after playing with real drums at church…he wasn’t quite sure what to do with these ones. HA! We [surprisingly] didn’t go over board with presents this year……honestly, we just wanted to keep the main thing, the main thing. Nothing was more precious than hearing Ezra point towards Heaven and say HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JESUS! Here’s a glimpse into our family Christmas morning…
    
Our tradition is to spend Christmas Eve with Reeds parents and Christmas Day at our house….our tribe of three. This year was super fun….at one point we had both of Reeds sisters in town, along with their husbands, whom I love with all my heart. Ezra loves his aunties and uncles oh so much. Its always a good time. Ezra was all about sitting like a big boy, which meant not in his booster seat. He also ate all the big people food like goat cheese, brie and crackers! At one point, we all looked over and he had an entire block of cheese in his hands and mouth! Silly boy. And the huckleberry pie…was an obvious favorite. We spent many nights over at the in-laws house, mainly because we had pretty intense card games going on late night…so it was just easier to put Ezra to bed and continue our game playing. This was my first year in a long while that I was not singing for any Christmas services. Although it was bitter-sweet, I enjoyed all the family time that I had this year. It was nice to be around…help in the kitchen….and just be with family. Presents weren’t flowing like years past, which is a good thing [I mean, a few trains will keep our little man busy for days!]. Its important to Reed and I to keep the main thing- the main thing. We want to point Ezra to Jesus and a big part of that is keeping Christmas focused on the birth of our Savior. It was a really great Christmas season….this year was really sweet to experience the holidays through Ezras eyes. He loved the Christmas tree and lights- and asked to plug them in every morning. He was caught red handed….trying to open a present a few days before Christmas. Too funny. We had a lot of family time….and Great-Gramdma even wrote the family a great poem [which inspired a poem writing/reading for next year!]. So blessed to be walking out motherhood….these days are so sweet.
Since we were all dressed in our Christmas Eve best….why not go out on to the gravel road and take a bunch of photos?! Thats exactly what we did, before we lost the day light. So glad we did. We love aunt Haley and uncle Ty so much!
“a portrait of Ezra, once a week…every week, in 2015.” I contemplated whether or not I would bring back this photo series this year. I had a few ideas that I was tossing back and fourth, but here I am…..bringing this weekly photo series back! I’ll be incorporating a few new series/ posts this year, which will include a film project that I am super excited about. This year….I want to document more. I not only want to photograph my family more, but I want to write more. This blog is definitely Ezras baby book. I’ve finally come to terms with this. So, with this being the case…..I’ll be pouring more of my heart and thoughts out and taking steps towards printing this blog of mine so Ezra has something tangible in his hands. So, here it is…..Week 1 of my 52 Week Portrait Project. A portrait of Ezra, once a week….every week, in 2015. My goal, once again is to capture him in his element. Nothing styled. No expectation of perfection. Just my curious son…..being an adventurous little boy in Whitefish, Montana. Who’s in? If you decided to jump in on this series….let me know!
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