When I think of my own childhood, I think back to the small pleasures that took hold of my time. Things like making little daisy chain head wreaths, building forts in the thick of the forest from fir branches and rope swinging over enormous fern laden gulches (did I mention that I grew up wild in Oregon). So when I suggested for the parents to pluck some of the super thick blades of grass that grow here in Hawaii and teach their kids what whistling grass was, nostalgia came flooding back in. Throughout this session I watched as the sweetness within this family unfolded by such a simple concept of letting the kids be kids. They climbed trees, fought with grass and dare I say – went swimming with pearls on and all. Oh what joy to watch and capture all this in an incredible painting of a landscape that we call home. I so encourage every family to embrace the moment in time they have to celebrate just being with their families for these sessions. I assure you – the grass stains are worth it.