This is my aunt Amy. What can I even say about her? About all of the wonderful stories she's told me, the nights she sang me to sleep, the matching outfits we've worn over the years, the adventures, how she gave in to my begging when my parents wouldn't and took me to my first McDonalds playplace when I was 6. And all of that time, both of us were wishing in different ways for her baby. So many years have folded themselves up to make this little one, so much hope and determination that it finally grew into something with a heartbeat. Fall has always been my favorite season, and it is about to be even better. I can't wait to meet you, little cousin.
Also, look at Molly! If she isn't enough to convince you that dogs belong in every photoshoot I don't know what is.
