Baylen and his new brother Grier : at home | boston photographer

on a dark and rainy day, i slipped into a wee little house. i was greeted by Baylen, you bounced about at my feet, eager to drag me upstairs. i shed my damp layers and crept quietly through the creaky house, up the stairs and into a room. a room with the soft glow of a lamp. where mom and dad sleep. a beautiful, homey little room, with diapers tucked into nooks and muslin wraps strewn about. and then, in the middle of the bed was a sweet, warm bundle. a tiny babe. littlest Grier.