Here we are. The last week of 2015 and 52 pictures later. I always think of the week between Christmas and New Year as a sort of dead week; an end-of-year twilight zone if you will. Not much happens and the anticipation (or dread) of new beginnings and resolutions loom on the horizon.
On Christmas Eve we had friends over for dinner (I served this) and we chatted about our highlights from the past year. When it was my turn to share I really couldn't think of anything other than watching Amelia's milestones unravel through the months. Which is both exciting and terribly slow. For months I was fairly certain she might never learn to crawl. Then I was convinced she wouldn't walk until she was two. Both times she proved me wrong. And even though the last couple of months were tough, I'm so glad I continued to document the process of her growth via the 52project. Thanks for hanging in there with me.A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2015.