A Day in the Life of the Clark Family, Atlanta Family Photographer


Summer Days

image of a mother smiles at her son in a public pool while her daughter hangs on her shoulder from a day in the life photography session

There’s something extra nostalgic about summer, of long, hot days of bandaids and pool trips that end in relaxed evenings of puzzles and books. These are the days where memories are made. I got to spend the day with one of my favorite families this summer. I’ve photographed them many times before, but I have never photographed them for a whole day. For me, spending the whole day with a family is the perfect recipe of time and trust that is required to show you that I see you and to hold space for this time in your family’s life in artistic, honest photographs. Here’s what Tanya had to say about the experience:

“Atlanta's recent weather seems to have given us a sneak peek into the fall season and I cannot wait. This past summer was an especially hot one. Shorter days, cooler nights and the anticipation and promise of all the holidays are just around the corner and make me giddy with excitement. All that to say this past summer was also an especially memorable one. We don't typically send the kids to camp when school lets out for no other reason than that we either miss the deadline to sign them up or we don't even put it on our radar because we didn't grow up going to summer camp.


Some of my favorite memories of my own childhood summers are the ones where we didn't do anything planned. I grew up in Florida and had the privilege of having our own pool at home, as most Floridians do. The days were lazy and would be spent swimming, reading, running errands with my mom and watching far too much television. My siblings and I would complain about being bored while also eating an unlimited amount of Fruit Loops for breakfast, lunch and dinner. In short, summers were the time when most of the regimented schedules of the school year were tossed aside. And we loved it.


For the last four years, Kaleen has been a fly on the wall in our home starting with the first week of Akira's life. She's met extended families from both sides, been a part of birthdays and comes over to document holiday visits. I consider her to be one of my closest friends here in Atlanta and am so grateful for her eyes that capture all of the in-between spaces that we often overlook. I knew she did "Day in the Life" sessions and while I always admired them from afar, I admittedly was nervous about the idea of someone, even a close friend, being privy to all the ins and outs of our daily life. An entire day, from sun-up to sun-down was intimidating. Would my kids act out and then have a meltdown because they were tired of "performing" for the camera? Would they be too intensely aware they were being watched? Could I be vulnerable enough to show how tired I am? How frustrated I could be? But the most important question I had was: is our real life as beautiful as I want to believe it is?


Enter: Kaleen and her magical camera. Groceries needed to be done, laundry needed to be folded, kids needed to be napped, meals needed to be made. But I also wanted to spend the day at the pool to find respite from the heat and possibly get some ice cream. So that is exactly what we did. With Kaleen in tow, we drove around town, ate sushi to-go and took Lego Spiderman to the pool. Our dog never warmed up to the camera and we couldn't really have a proper sit-down family dinner because that's life and sometimes, you're feeding children and standing around the kitchen island picking at their leftovers. Even though she spent the whole day with us, I couldn't be sure what perspective she was having into our nuclear life. But I never once felt like I was under a microscope. It's strange, isn't it? To be documented but not feel like I'm being watched. Instead, I felt like I had spent the day with a friend (because that's what I did!) who happened to take photos at seemingly random moments. She always engaged with the kids and throughout the day, we had our own conversations on life and our respective families and experiences. And isn't that the whole point?


As humans, we are constantly searching for connections with each other. We all want to be able to relate to one another, to empathize and be understood. Most importantly, I think we all want to be seen. We want to be acknowledged and validated in the work we do, whether that's by getting a promotion at work or even having someone simply tell you you're doing a good job when you feel like you're too overwhelmed or tired or invisible. Kaleen saw what I often times forget to see: we are all doing our best. Even when our best seems so ordinary, to the ones we love, our best is nothing short of extraordinary.”


Click on the slideshow above or check out the photos below.

image of a family in a kitchen preparing breakfast from a day in the life photography session
image of a bowl of cereal and spiderman lego toys from a day in the life photography session
image of a girl drinking milk out of a bowl of cereal from a day in the life photography session
image of a boy standing on a cart in front of a long line of carts from a day in the life photography session
image of a boy sitting in a cart playing with a spiderman toy in a grocery store from a day in the life photography session
image of a boy sitting in a cart playing with a spiderman toy while his sister reads the grocery list on a phone and his mom grabs food out of a freezer in a grocery store from a day in the life photography session
an image of a girl leaving a grocery store from a day in the life photography session
image of a girl helping buckle her little brother into his carseat from a day in the life photography session
image of a mother carrying all the bags of groceries into her home from a day in the life photography session
image of a boy playing with tinsel hanging in a doorway from a day in the life photography session
image of a girl hanging from her father's neck smiling from a day in the life photography session
image of a boy biting into a sushi roll from a day in the life photography session
image of a boy getting sunscreen applied to his face from a day in the life photography session
image of a mother laughing while applying sunscreen on her daughter from a day in the life photography session
image of a family getting into a pool from a day in the life photography session
image of a mother with her two children in the pool from a day in the life photography session
image of a girl smiling underwater from a day in the life photography session
image of a girl swimming in a pool from a day in the life photography session
image of a girl drying off on a towel on concrete at a pool from a day in the life photography session
image of a mother looking over her son who is drying off on a towel at the pool from a day in the life photography session
image of two children on two different couches from a day in the life photography session
image of a boy holding onto his sister's leg while looking at her from a day in the life photography session
image of a mom smiling at her son who has his arms up in triumph after finishing a puzzle from a day in the life photography session
image of a bandaid being pulled off a boy's elbow from a day in the life photography session
image of a mother looking at her daughter who is eating dinner at the table from a day in the life photography session
image of a girl making a funny face at her dad during dinner from a day in the life photography session
image of a dog coming out from under the table licking his face from a day in the life photography session
image of a mom doing dishes while listening to her daughter who is reading at the kitchen island from a day in the life photography session
image of a dad playing with his son during dinner from a day in the life photography session
image of a mother and daughter reading together from a day in the life photography session

A morning with the Bolton family, Atlanta Family Photographer


On breathing

A father holds an oxygen tube near his son's face

When Colleen and Derek’s twins were born, I offered to come photograph their family whenever they were ready. I spent a morning with them soon after Dylan got to come home, and I am still breathing in the gratitude and love that I got to experience in their home that day. I’m always amazed by the families I photograph, and this family taught me more than they will know. One of the first things I noticed when I was hanging out in the kitchen was the Mommy Sticker Chart hanging on the fridge that serves as a reminder to take a deep breath. It reminded me of these words Colleen had recently shared.

“Two hundred seventy-one days is a long time to hold your breath. If you do the math that’s June 19th. I tried to hit the brakes but it was too late. My water, Dylan’s protection and lifeline, broke. A stupid, minor, avoidable collision that changed the course of my life and almost took my sons from me. For days I was inconsolable. Then I felt God tell me to chill out. Literally, what I heard in my heart was “chill out.” So I did. But I held my breath. People would say, “Twins!! Are you excited?” How do you answer that? I can’t explain to every person who asks about my pregnancy that I have no idea if I will ever get to brings these boys home. So I smiled and said, “I’m so excited!” And I held my breath.

September 26 I went into labor. My body, my boys, had held on as long as we could. Dylan had been growing without amniotic fluid for 3 months. They pulled Dylan out first. He made no sound. He couldn’t breathe. The doctor resuscitated him and got him on a ventilator. The ventilator was breathing for him but his lungs were so fragile that one of them tore. Can you imagine? Your lungs being so fragile that just inhaling air rips a hole in one of them. They switched him to an oscillator which allowed him to take fast shallow breaths. On the oscillator his body wasn’t getting rid of the CO2. His lungs collapsed multiple times. Somehow, the doctors, nurses, and respiratory therapists found the right combination of support to allow his fragile, tiny lungs to do the job they were created to do and to keep my son alive. But I still held my breath.

I do not understand prayer. My village prayed, fasted and negotiated with God to let my sons live. I begged Him not to take my boys from me. Did we pray harder or more faithfully than anyone else would have under similar circumstances? Certainly not. I do not know why God chose to let my boys live. But I do know the choice was His. The grace was His. The mercy, the healing- His.

Today, for the first time in a very long time, I can breathe. And with every breath I will be grateful. With every breath I will work to extend the grace and mercy that was bestowed on me. With every inhale and exhale I will love. I will love.

When I think about how close to death Dylan came and how close to unimaginable grief I came I have to remind myself to breathe. But I can breathe. Today, I can hold my son in my arms with his dad and siblings nearby. And I can breathe.” —Colleen Bolton


Click on the slideshow to see images from the session or scroll down for more.


papers hanging on a fridge from a documentary family photography session
a mother puts a bow in her daughter's hair and the girl has her mouth open in a painful expression
a man with scars on his knees sits on a bed near his twin boys
twin babies lie down on a bed one is looking at the other
a father and his older daughter care for a baby boy
A girl plays on a changing table in between two cribs
a toddler puts her hand on her baby brother's head as he is being fed a bottle by his mother
A mother and father feed their twin sons in their nursery while their daughters play in the boys' cribs
a girl sits on a bed looking at her baby brother
A mother holds her baby son and looks at him
A mother puts her hand on her son's face as he looks at the camera
A mother holds her infant son in the corner of a living room as her two daughters play on their own
two girls climb on a fence
A father embraces his daughter and smiles
a father holds open a grill and a mother sits on a chair as they watch their daughters play in their backyard
a couple embraces in their backyard
a father holds his daughter who is reaching out and pointing to her smiling mother in a playful way
An infant boy looks up at his mom who has her hand on him
a girl wearing a shirt that says sister squad leans back against a table and smiles
a family lounges on a couch in their living room
A father holds his arms up ready to catch his daughter who is walking towards him on the couch
A mother holds her twin baby as a father holds a drink while being crawled on by his daughters
A mother and father hold their twin sons
A baby sits in a rocker and looks up at the camera
A girl stands on an ottoman in front of a dinosaur poster with a dinosaur toy in her mouth

An afternoon at home with Stephanie and Haddie, Atlanta Family Photographer


a girl laughs as her mother catches her after a chase during a documentary family photography session

When Stephanie’s daughter lost her two front teeth, she knew it was a special fleeting time that she needed to have documented. During our session, she shared some of her thoughts with me around this milestone, and I asked if she would write them down so I could share them here. Stephanie and I had our daughters one month apart, and I’ve loved experiencing motherhood together with her from the first months of pregnancy. These words hit me hard as I know I will be looking at my own daughter’s toothless smile with bittersweetness sooner than I will be ready. Thanks so much for articulating this milestone so beautifully, Stephanie!

The In-Between

When I was pregnant, I worked hard to not spend the whole 40 weeks simply waiting for baby. I made a point to treat both the pregnancy and the birth as their own sacred entities, rather than a means to an end. Through that journey, I got to know, trust, and honor myself and my body in ways I never had before. In that vein of awareness, when labor began, I was able to recognize that my pregnancy was ending, and soon all of the feelings—both physical and emotional—of that journey would be gone with it. Somehow, I managed to have the same level of consciousness around the birthing process and, when my daughter was born, was able to—amid the chaos—take time to both greet the new life I’d helped create and hold reverent the work I’d just done. Taking those moments to notice the new feelings of an empty belly and life on the outside helped create a pause that forbade me from missing my transition into motherhood. The very moment I became a mother, I experienced a fundamental change in how I perceived and operated within the world. I needed time to process that change, and am grateful to have had the intuitive notion to take the time to do so, rather than simply barreling ahead into this new life.

As with my experience with pregnancy and birth, I have found some places to mark time and have closure along the parenting journey: when my daughter hit major milestones, when she weaned, when she started school…her first this or first that. But, there are so many other things, in between, that I haven’t been able to put a stamp on: when did she stop saying “mazagine” instead of “magazine” or “vecause” instead of “because”? When did she become capable of doing so many things I thought I’d be doing for her for who-knows-how-long? When did she begin to become big?

Logically, I know it’s been happening all along, but in the day-to-day, I don’t notice the little changes as they come, or realize I need to say goodbye to those pieces of her left behind in the wake of new developments. The growing child has no boundaries. We may be aware of when a new chapter has started, but we rarely know when the one before has ended. It’s not often that we get to put closure on the child who was before we start getting to know the child who is. And so, the moments that are full of joy and accomplishment are often equally full of grief and mourning as we bid farewell to our child as we knew them for such a finite amount of time, and welcome the new version in…and it goes on…this revolving door of childhood.

My daughter began 1st grade in August, and the last few months have brought a world of change. The philosophy of the school where my daughter attends imparts wisdom around a period called “The Six Year Change.” The idea highlights this age as a major transitional point that looks and feels like a prequel to adolescence: the body changes, the teeth change, attitudes change (for better and worse), and the baby within the child starts to disappear. I’ve been [mostly] enjoying the experience of my daughter’s growth over these months, but when her top two front teeth fell out last month, it struck me that it was time for me to prepare to bid farewell to my baby, and welcome my daughter as the whole, beautiful, brilliant, challenging human she is becoming. It occurred to me that we are in a time of in-between, and the window in her smile is a beautifully bittersweet reflection of this very thin window separating her early childhood from all that is to come. In that moment of realization, I felt a strong need to take some time to hold space around this moment in our lives, and give it a bit of closure…not for my daughter, but for me. Children don’t miss being babies, they long to be big, and it is my job as her mother to be able to let go so that I can support and revel in her bigness, just as I did in her littleness.

Thanks, Kaleen, for creating this time capsule for us. I will hold this moment close to my heart as I love on my big girl, and miss my baby.

-Stephanie Singletary


a young girl stands on her tippy toes to look at herself in the mirror to put on makeup while her mom is putting on makeup in the background
A young girl holds a makeup brush to her cheek and smiles with a toothless smile
Young girl stands on an indoor swing during documentary family photography session
A young girl walks on hardwood floors with tights not pulled on all the way during documentary family photography session
a young girl makes a funny face in the mirror as her mom combs her hair during a documentary family photography session
Several Barbies float in bathwater in a bathtub during a documentary family photography session
A mother puts her daughter's hair in pigtails during a documentary family photography session
A young girl sits on a swing in her house while her mom holds the swing and looks up at her during a documentary family photography session
A girl puts her hand against a wall to push she and her dog in a red swing during a documentary family photography session
a young girl lies on her mother's lap and closes her eyes during a documentary family photography session
A girl eats a snack and smiles up at her mom with a toothless smile during a documentary family photography session
a mother touches her smiling daughter's nose as they sit next to each other during a documentary family photography session
a young girl laughs while eating a snack and lying on a large dog bed during a documentary family photography session
a young girl lies back on her mother as they sit together on the ground as a small dog lounges on the couch behind them during a documentary family photography session
a young girl climbs a tree and looks back at her mother with a worried face during a documentary family photography session
a mother roars with hands out to her daughter who is facing her and laughing during a documentary family photography session
a young girl looks up at her mom as she pulls her shirt with her teeth during a documentary family photography session
a mother smiles as she watches her daughter on a swing during a documentary family photography session
a girl smiles with joy as she swings on a swing during a documentary family photography session
A mom whispers into her daughters ear while she is on a swing during a documentary family photography session
a girl laughs as her mom tags her during a game of chase during a documentary family photography session
A girl runs in on direction as her mother runs in another direction during a game of chase during a documentary family photography session