When Olivia was 5 1/2, I felt like she really came alive. She started walking really well and she started talking. Not a lot of talking, but words, beautiful, actual words. She stayed in pre-school an extra year and really thrived. Her sense of humor had always been apparent, but around this age it really started to shine.
These two pictures are from that time. Even with my old point-and-shoot, I think I captured her spark. These were some of the first really good pictures I took of Olivia. Of course I had managed to capture some good ones before this, but they were usually on accident. This was one of the first times I remember taking a posed picture of her that turned out really well.
This dress made me swoon. Her hair was long enough to be braided. She had just had her ears pierced. She had lost only 2 of her bottom teeth so she still had her sweet baby smile. Her cheeks were a little chubby. And she had her keys. See those keys in her hand? She carried them everywhere. Eventually we lost them, but until then they went with her everywhere.
I love these pictures because I feel as though it was the first time, after much waiting, that I had finally captured her spark in a picture.
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