There’s something so touching about watching those you love sleep. Today when I picked up the camera to fiddle around a bit I found three little angles in dreamland.
The last time I photographed her sleeping I believe she was about 3 years old. Time sure does fly.
Fergie was napping only a few inches away from my daughter, which was quite convenient.
All I had to do was follow the sound of a chainsaw to find this sleepy old guy snoring like a lumberjack.