Our kids grow up so fast. Don't let these memories slip away

I didn't quite understand the saying that "time flies' until I became a mother. It feels like yesterday when I had a chubby baby in my arms, and there seemed no end to sleepless breatsfeeding nights. Then I blinked, and he was already a very independent lanky 7-year-old, and 2/3 of my height.

Every year around my son'r Birthday (which happened to be Mother's Day) I photograph us together in my studio. These annual self-portraits became a dear tradition, and we love looking at the photos comparing how much he changed. I know how important are these pictures to my son, and I would love every family - and every child - to have photographs like these.