2/52. twenty twenty

“a portrait of my daughter, once a week every week, in twenty twenty”


sunday morning after waking telling me about her dream

she may be ten years old with the attitude of a sixteen year old at times but every morning after she finishes her breakfast, she walks around the dining room table, and sits on my lap for cuddles before she goes upstairs to get ready for school

it is something she has done for a long time now and something i hope she will continue to do no matter how old or how big she will be

happy monday friends