sorry smooch

I cannot tell you how many times in the last few months I have looked at something or somewhere or someone and thought to myself,
"You know what would make this even more beautiful? MY DAUGHTER." 

Clara, I'd like to introduce you to a new season: winter. I know you are cold and wish I would take you back inside, but we must photograph these moments together. For posterity. And cuteness. You'll understand someday...probably around the time you can feel your baby fingers again.
Love,
your terrible mother