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Miss B and her daddy.

This morning I folded a mountain of laundry. It took an hour. We generate lots and lots of laundry at Casa Earle. None of my children can use a towel more than once. It’s a disorder. Add in swim team (two children swimming every day) and I probably do two loads of towels a day. We have kiddos who still have accidents at night. (Shhh. They’re a little sensitive about it.) At least two loads generated between the sheets and the blankets. Don’t forget the mini “accidents” and regular wear of six people and our washer runs non stop. Plus, I’m a busy mom. I don’t fold laundry every day. I wait two or three days or until there isn’t anything clean and then I tackle the Everest growing in baskets behind our couch.

Ironically, folding is actually the part of the chore I enjoy. I love the smell of clean laundry. I don’t mind sitting for an hour and folding jeans, tshirts, towels, and washcloths. It’s the opportunity to create order from chaos. It’s soothing and peaceful and puts my mind at ease.

I’ve taken thousands of pictures of the piles of unfolded laundry that forever accent our home. The amount of laundry our family generates fascinates me. Today I decided to document the folded laundry for a change. Miss B sensed I was finished with my chore and jumped at the chance to invite me to enjoy her favorite activity. Book reading.

We read How I Became a Pirate.

And then her daddy read Alice the Fairy. {David Shannon is one of our favorite authors.)

Look at these two. My heart is melting. Daddy loves his Miss B. And she loves him. They’ve had a special bond since the day she was born.

One of the subjects I cover during the Day with Amy Photography Workshop is how to tell a story with the pictures you take. This series of pictures will be treasured for years to come because of the story they tell.

This man has three sons. And he’s the best father to them. He does Cub Scouts and Boy Scouts and helps with their lawn mowing business and dish duty. He takes them shooting and teaches them how to build bird houses. He never hesitates to roll up his sleeves and do what must be done. Plus he is teaching our 15 year old how to drive. The man has courage running through his veins.

But when I see him with our daughter…

When I see the two of them together…

A daddy and his daughter?

Well. I’m speechless.

February 3, 2011 - 7:56 pm

sandra - beautiful – I have 3 sons and then a tag along daughter. Your pictures make my heart sing (and a little homesick) for those days when my baby girl was little. Now she is a mom herself, beautiful and with little ones of her own. Thanks for sharing.

February 3, 2011 - 8:19 pm

Camille Duckworth - WEll, she is just a doll. Every picture of her is perfect! I love taking about 50 pictures at a time so you can see the story. Today’s story…Savannah’s love of her two little einstein bath dolls. The only two toys she touches in the bath…and even at 18 months, she plays pretend with them. I had to catch it because it’s just too cute! Keep up the fun photos

February 3, 2011 - 9:31 pm

Kristin - I. LOVE. THESE. PICTURES. You do some seriously amazing work!!

February 4, 2011 - 7:33 am

Kimberly - Love the pictures, as always!

February 4, 2011 - 1:12 pm

marilee porter - Amy, you truly have a gift. u were right. i do love these pics of Jake and betsy. they are priceless and made a lump form in my throat. could there be more of a daddy’s girl – i don’t know. i wish we were closer so you could snap my kids and do sam’s senior pix. miss and love you.

February 8, 2011 - 7:44 am

Audrey Litfin - These are absolutely PRECIOUS!!!

February 10, 2011 - 2:22 pm

Dani - These amazing pictures literally brought tears to my eyes, they are a beautiful memory! Thank you for sharing them with us!

February 15, 2011 - 1:15 am

Amy Earle | Simply b Photos - Thank you so much for your comments! I love reading them and they make me so happy!

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