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Norman Rockwell

This picture reminds me of something captured in a Norman Rockwell photo of days gone by. Blake spent this particular morning at the lake teaching Tyler how to "sish". The rest of the day was spent out on the dock trying to catch the big one! As I was standing in the kitchen looking through the window at what was left of one of the most incredible sunsets at Possum Kingdom, this is what I saw. My precious 3 year old patiently waiting for dinner to arrive on his hook and his dog Kendall laying close enough by to rescue him if need be. This will be a cherished memory tucked away in my heart forever. Life passes us by so quickly and watching my little one fishing remided me to slow down and enjoy these sweet moments as often as possible.

Oh and unfortunately, the BIG ONE got away. Better luck next time little T!

Comments

Evan said…
It's amazing what a picture can do to your senses. The moment I saw this picture my body fell into total relaxation...I miss PK. I'm excited Tyler is learning how to "sish", and I'm glad he has a good dad that's a pro at that kind of stuff. Tell them both I said good luck on the sishing.
Andi Hawkins said…
Oh how cute. I love it. What a beautiful moment to capture -- in the picture and the words. Love you!
Shelby said…
to precious for words! i seem to have lots of those moments at the lake, it just makes you slow down and have fun.
Melanie said…
I pray that image will be permanently etched in your mind for any time that the situation begs for you to remember what he was like as a little 3 year old...and the innocence of his days, and that little boy will always be inside him. Glad that you guys got to get away from the madness for a bit and clear your minds!
Andi Hawkins said…
LOVE the new look. Great Job!!
Amelia said…
I love those moments...especially when they're caught on film! Can't wait till Tad is teaching Gray how to "sish" too! :)
Katy said…
I thought you might enjoy this story that we did on a Florida woman who's family served as models for Normal Rockwell.

Enjoy!

http://growingbolder.com/media/Entertainment/Arts/The-Faces-That-Made-Norman-Rockwell-140764.html

Katy Widrick
Executive Producer, GrowingBolder.com

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