21 years of a family
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I actually found these photos surprisingly moving—did you feel the same? Sometimes I tell Alex that when you raise a child, it's like raising a hundred different children—a needy newborn, a chubby baby, a chatty toddler, an independent child...they feel like separate people, and you want to freeze certain stages before they move on to the next. Sometimes I look back at photos and miss those past stages. I never really experienced nostalgia before having children and now it's such a daily pang!
P.S. Toby as a newborn, baby, toddler and child.
(Via Kottke)