My daughter and I took an afternoon to enjoy the small town of Northfield.  I’m not going to lie.  I kind of fell in love with the adorable downtown area. My daughter was a trooper.  Not only was she a great sport and spent more time than an toddler should in a yarn store, but she was up for pictures in the park…. wearing an adorable dress that just happened to be in the bag with my camera.

A woman bike riding in the park was a sweetheart.  She saw us, approached us, and offered to take a picture of my daughter and I together.  She told me about how she always took pictures of her children growing up, and didn’t realize the she was never in the pictures with them until a stranger in a park approached her the park just like she had with me.  She said the man told her that her children were beautiful, but they deserved to have memories with their mom.  She said he talked her into taking their picture, and when she had the film developed, she was finally in a picture with her kids.  We talked for a while about how mothers put so much focus on capturing memories of their children, that we forget to be included in the memories captured in photographs.   It was such a great run in with a stranger that instantly felt like an old friend.  I could not thank her enough for taking time out of her day to think about another mother.