When we lived at our old house I used to take a photo of the boys in front of a tree on the nature strip when it was in blossom. It grew into a yearly tradition and it was fun to see how much the boys had grown from year to year.
Harri started to call it the 'possum tree' and when he would see the blossoms out he would yell 'it's time for the photo with the possum tree!'. I can't get over how much Harri used to look like Kobe.
Noah's skinny phase
This was our last photo at the possum tree with Noah. It was taken less than a month before he passed away.
We took this photo a few weeks ago. I kept driving past our old house until we finally saw the tree was in blossom. It was sad not to have Noah in the photo, and I thought of all the years to come and how much the boys are going to grow - not just physically but also in many ways because of what they've been through. I'm very proud of them all.