"When you are inquisitive, Jane, you always make me smile. You open your eyes like an eager bird, and make every now and then a restless movement, as if answers in speech did not flow fast enough for you, and you wanted to read the tablet of one's heart."
— Charlotte Brontë (Jane Eyre)
If I had to recall one of the sweetest times, as a mother to my own children, it was the age of six to nine months, when absolutely everything is a new discovery and elicits excitement and inquisitiveness that is akin to emotion when one is about to tear open a gigantic birthday present after much anticipation and longing. This is the time where the very sight of loved ones brings joyful expressions, adoration and hugs that are almost explosive. Even if gone only for a second, the moment mom or dad reappear relief, giggles and love abounds.
This small gentleman, at nine months, had exuberance and curiosity flowing from his beautiful blue eyes straight out his cute baby toes that was inspirational, natural and simply a pleasure to capture his story during this special time of life.
— Charlotte Brontë (Jane Eyre)
If I had to recall one of the sweetest times, as a mother to my own children, it was the age of six to nine months, when absolutely everything is a new discovery and elicits excitement and inquisitiveness that is akin to emotion when one is about to tear open a gigantic birthday present after much anticipation and longing. This is the time where the very sight of loved ones brings joyful expressions, adoration and hugs that are almost explosive. Even if gone only for a second, the moment mom or dad reappear relief, giggles and love abounds.
This small gentleman, at nine months, had exuberance and curiosity flowing from his beautiful blue eyes straight out his cute baby toes that was inspirational, natural and simply a pleasure to capture his story during this special time of life.


