An overcast Sunday evening led to a family trip to the East Coast and an impromptu photography session. Looking at these photos now, the words don't quite come to me on how to describe the moments. It's almost more than just the moments, the pictures capture the time period of our lives. From my son decked out in his makeshift solder outfit (complete with a rifle gun made up from a collaboration of tape, duplo blocks, and a plastic golf club) to my smiling daughter giggling as she walks towards me - one pig tail dancing alongside her while the rest of her hair blows in the wind. Playing ballerina whiling scootering down the way. This is us, this is our life. My son running along, pants nearly falling down, my husband mocking him with his rifle in hand. All of this with the iconic ships of Singapore in our background. Yes, this is our life of now. Two toddlers trying to be bigger with every move and two parents clinging on to their (own!) youth. The photos told such a tale to me that must be in black and white, seemingly capturing the moment forever in time. I love photo session like these, letting everyone just be themselves.