Final Pier Walk

It has become tradition to take one final walk to the pier on our last night in Michigan. We did the same thing two years ago, just four weeks before Finn joined our family. It's hard to believe there were only three back then and how much they've all grown.

Grandma Julie had to shake around like a crazy lady next to me to produce genuine smiles.

Let's back up a minute and look at the bloopers; the reality of photographing four boys.

Finally nailed it.

And with that, we flew home with sand in our suitcases and beautiful memories of another unforgettable summer.