I was at my parents' beach house the other night with Jason & the kids.  After a nice home-cooked meal, my dad lit a campfire.  The setting sun and clouds painted the sky over Vashon Island in rich purples and oranges.  Before I even realized all the salmon jumping in and out of the water, Jason and the kids were already knee-deep with their fishing lines in the water.  They didn't catch anything, but it didn't seem to matter.  There they were, all in a row under the sky, casting their lines in silence.  Moments like these are there waiting for us all the time.  Waiting for us to stop and absorb the wonder that's around us always.  

Photographing the early life of a child is a rare opportunity to save moments like these forever.  This is Brady...and he's seizing the day.