Wow, Jess. These images are…not technically very good. They’re grainy…not perfectly in focus. The light? Not the best. Yes. But sometimes in life…there isn’t time to move into the perfect light. Sometimes we need to crank the ISO to 2500 and just go with it. Sometimes capturing the moment is more important. And this was one of those times. I saw a print on pinterest that says “my kitchen is for dancing.” This house so needs that on our wall. Because our kitchen has turned into quite the ballroom lately. Except you won’t find any fancy dresses. More than likely we are in our jammies. With wild hair. Lana Del Rey has been her music of choice lately (probably because she know’s I’ve been into it)…and when I hear the first track blaring from the kitchen…I know it’s dancing time. As we twirl and dip…I know both your daddy and I get a glimpse of the future. Of the amazing woman you will be come. Someday you probably won’t want us as your slow dancing partner anymore. So we dance. In the kitchen. It will never get old. Never.