They Still Fit in Our Arms | A Photographic Essay from a Kalamazoo Family Photographer

As a Kalamazoo family photographer, I've watched children outgrow wagons, playgrounds, and eventually, their parents' shoulders. I've watched little kids become teenagers, trading missing teeth for braces and tiny hands for phones tucked into back pockets. But every once in a while, I catch a familiar expression, a certain smile, or the way a daughter leans into her mother, and suddenly, I can see the little girl she used to be.


I've been photographing this family for 13 years. Thirteen years of changing hairstyles, missing teeth, growing legs, beloved dogs, and the little expressions that never seem to change.


When I first met these girls, they were small enough to scoop up and carry. Now they're teenagers and nearly as tall (or taller) than their parents.


Photographing teenagers is different from photographing toddlers. The playful energy of childhood gives way to a little more self-awareness, but the personalities, familiar expressions, and occasional silliness are still there.


Thirteen years of photographs tell a story that no single session ever could. The girls have grown, the dogs have aged, and the way this family fits together has changed. But look closely at these photographs, and you'll recognize the same expressions, the same affection, and the same people they've always been.


And now, 13 years later, here they are....







I'm incredibly grateful to this family for trusting me to document their lives for 13 years.
Looking through these photographs, I'm reminded that family pictures aren't just about remembering what our children looked like. They're about remembering who they were, how we loved them, and all the little moments we didn't realize we'd miss.
The girls have outgrown the wagon and they've outgrown being carried. But looking at these photographs, one thing remains true: they still fit in our arms.



