Isn’t it weird watching someone grow up? I don’t have kids, so my best example of this is my nephew, Forrest. I was literally there the day he was born (it was a Tuesday, and my parents let me miss school back in the fifth grade) and now he’s 14 and it’s amazing.

Forrest just finished his first water polo season at Hillsboro High School, and so a few weeks ago, I went back to the world of photographing high school sports (which is what I used to do for a small community newspaper in rural Washington state) to commemorate the season. Turns out, even though Forrest is just a freshman, he is really awesome at water polo. Of course, I’m not biased at all.

It has been really fun to watch him grow throughout the season and I can’t wait to watch his games in different sports throughout the next year and then again in the pool for his sophomore season. Of course, I used to play water polo, so there’s another place where I’m totally unbiased.

Yes, that’s right — Forrest scoring a goal. He’s a lefty who shoots with both hands, and in this game, he shot and scored twice — once with each hand. To say the least, I’m a proud aunt.