I'm purging pictures. We've been gone awhile, and I forgot my card reader at home. So I'm here now. At home, looking back through the pictures. And laughing. And rolling my eyes. And wondering why my kids won't look at the camera anymore? Pictures of the back of heads aren't just for blogging - they're all I have. And then I saw this picture and almost deleted it. What was I thinking taking a picture of the top of the apartment building? What camera setting was I experimenting with? ... continue reading...
Quiet Moments
There is a sweet brotherly bond amidst this tangled mess. Its hard to see in the jumbled heap of legs and legos, hands and books, barefeet and pillows and blankets - but its there. They've always been close. But now the older one can offer something new: a story. Favorite stories sprawled around them - on the floor, stacked on the bookcase, stuffed under their pillows. The camera click captures the epiphany, but interrupts their revelry. In the same instant they leap from whatever quiet ... continue reading...
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