blessed with 2.

There are so many moments that I don't capture on film now. Even though the camera is nicer than the one I had when she was a baby, my hands are fuller and there isn't always time.

Mother's Day started at 3 AM with an unhappy baby who refused to be comforted by anyone but me.

I grumbled, but he was unmoved. Doesn't he know it's Mother's Day?

Later, on the way home from delivering gifts to the grandmama, tired beyond tired, I catch them giggling, touching fingertips. And she says to him, "Holding hands together is the best, Ev." They giggle some more. It is sweet. We both wipe our eyes a bit in the front seat. I try to stealthy grab the camera, but the moment is gone.