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an Indiana morning

Indiana sleeps in Hopie’s old room, next to ours, in a little wooden cradle that someone made and gave to us at one of our concerts. She’s 3 months old now and cooing and smiling and filling our hearts and home with more love than we could’ve thought possible. Most mornings when she wakes, she just quietly plays with her hands and waits for us to come pick her up and start the day. A few days ago, I grabbed my camera to capture the first few minutes together of a new mommy and the baby daughter she never thought that she would have.

I think this is what love looks like…



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