I don't remember when my little family became just that: a family.
It seems logical that it would have happened when The Hubby and I tied the knot, but I'm pretty sure it happened before that. I do remember thinking to myself that I wasn't sure if we were "official" because it was just the two of us and we didn't yet share a last name. But then I listened to my beating heart, the heart that usually knows much more than my logical brain. And my heart told me that even though we were just two (and one orange kitty), if we felt like family, that's what we were.
I also remember being excited when I became a Rose because we could send out Christmas cards from "The Roses" because our matching name finally confirmed that we were indeed a family.
I have decided to boycott sending Christmas Cards (too much to do, too little time) but I still love the idea of sending out a yearly greeting, so we are sending out New Year's Cards.
Lucky us, an uber-talented friend agreed to take photos for us...and I LOVE them!
Today I am thankful for family photos.
They capture just where we are right now, in the first month of 2012. I love that in many, many years we will be able to look back at great photos (that don't have me dressed up in a white dress...cause we definitely have A LOT of those!) and remember.
We'll remember our crazy, ball-obsessed pup and how she rolled in stinky mud in the middle of the photos.
It will remind us of our little apartment in The Haight with the view of the graffiti wall...
My daily walks through the Golden Gate Park ferns...
and two of our favorite neighborhoods in San Francisco.