I'm not sure why, but every since I had Ramsey I've had an image in my head I've been dying to capture but didn't know exactly what it should look like. I wanted to capture my grandmother's love for not only her children, but for her great-grandchildren as well. I know when she views these pictures she will inevitably complain about how she is posed, or how she is making a certain face, but all I see is a stunning woman and baby wrapped in her warmth. 

As for my grandfather, I see a man who values strength, structure and discipline...and as time goes on a more sensitive soul. A man who fights to make in impact in his children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. He thinks no one hears his words, but they linger in my mind at all times. 

All three cousins crawled the halls my siblings and I once played in as babies, and ran the field we once thought went on forever. I can't convey how touching it was to place my child in the same places I loved so long ago. Such wonderful memories we continue to make with such impactful people.