Sometimes I have to hold myself back from cringing as he teeters the heavy camera over a slab of concrete or a bathtub. But with a click and a giggle, I'm mesmerized by how proud he is of himself and the quiet memory he's captured.
There's a beautiful language within artistic expression. I'm forever learning, loving, and tuning my own ear to it. I can only hope that my little ones are listening for the same.
It's evident from these shots, that Miller's already steps ahead of me.