Dreams of Escape

I’ve been carrying my camera around a lot with me these days.  I can feel my children, who still seem so small, getting bigger by the minute.  I want to capture their littleness.  When I look at this photo of my youngest son, Noah, I see his footed pjs and yet I can feel him yearning to be out of his crib, out my door and on to his next adventures.  And I have to stop to breathe through the ache.