It felt like just yesterday that I was a young boy, about 10 years old, eager for Christmas to finally arrive. I remember growing up on north Iowa, opening my windows on Christmas Eve so that I could hear Santa and his reindeer when they arrived at my house.
I fell asleep with the window open that night only to wake up to a room that was about 45 degrees the next morning.
I’m lucky I didn’t catch a cold!
Christmas 2015 is officially in the books now. Presents were given and unwrapped. We were able to spend some time together as a family. The hustle and bustle is beginning to wind down now.As the family #Dadtographer, it's my job to document the memories we'll look back fondly upon in the years to come. Click To Tweet
I took some photos and video this year, as I always do this time of year. I’ve come to cherish the photos taken over the years. I look back on them this time of year to remind myself that time doesn’t stop; it just keeps marching on.
I hope someday that you’re able to look at the photos and videos I produce over the years and appreciate that you have tangible memories to remind you of days gone by. We can never have Christmas of 2015 back, but we can always look back upon it through our captured memories.