Time flies. It never ceases to amaze me how much children grow and change in the first year. Love all his expressions but him smiling on Dad’s shoulders is priceless!
a little mischievous here I think

somewhat perplexed (he’s thinking ‘what is my mother doing?’ LOL)

good times
chillin with Dad (while mesmerized by the jet ski)



























To the outside world, we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were/ We know each other’s hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We outside the touch of time. Carla Ortega
























































