Today I have a conflicting and heavy heart making this post. Today is my daughter, Zoey’s 3rd birthday. While it’s a time of celebration, I felt a little weird posting photos of Zoey in light of the recent acts of senseless violence. It’s been emotional in our household. My husband and I have engaged in endless discussions about race. We have also sat in silence for hours as we watch/read the news and the world’s response to it. I don’t have answers or anything unique to say. It’s easy for me to fear what the world will be like as Zoey gets older. I worry about the conversations we will need to have. I even worry about how others will treat her, being biracial. I only hope I can teach her the words of 1 Peter 4:8, to love each other deeply…above all. To be kind. To speak when she sees injustice. To be a witness. To see the beauty in diversity. To seek truth and understanding. To love humanity. To love love.

For today, I want Zoey to just be a toddler. To continue to be strong willed, pure, sweet and goofy…and to especially enjoy the thrill of bubbles and sunshine. We welcome the year of our threenager.

portrait of toddler playing with bubbles
portrait of toddler zoey
portrait of toddler playing with bubbles
portrait of toddler playing with bubbles
portrait of toddler playing with bubbles
portrait of toddler playing with bubbles
portrait of toddler playing with bubbles
portrait of toddler playing with bubbles
portrait of toddler playing with bubbles
portrait of toddler playing with bubbles
portrait of toddler playing with bubbles