I love having photographer friends.
I went to school for photography. It was my major. But it's not my job. These friends do it for a living, and as such are waaaay better than I am. For this I am thankful.
My friend Jacqueline, who lives in Norway, was in the States last summer to take photos of a friend's wedding. She also took a bunch of shots of Anna and, to a lesser extent, Anna's parents.
Her laptop stopped working shortly thereafter and she was unable to access the photos. But lucky for us, she recently pried her way in there (with some sort of crow bar made out of zeroes and ones) and pulled the photos out.
Here is her blog post with some of those photos. Anna was around a year old, walking unsteadily, chewing on rocks and still chunky as all hell.