For whatever reason, last Saturday I set about taking pictures of the kids. Not the get-together-and-say-cheese type, but close-ups. I wanted to capture the details that are most likely to be forgotten, the things I’m mostly likely to take for granted. The far less glamorous (but just as beautiful) aspects of day-to-day parenting. Here’s what Saturday, June 6, 2015 looked like.
7am: Somehow Louisa woke-up with her tap shoes on.
8am: Peanut butter and jelly on a hot dog bun.
9am: Bike ride to Papa’s studio.
9:30am: Someone got a splinter.
9:45am: Hiro wins the right to push the elevator button (Louisa gets to push the one inside).
10am: Time-out for fighting.
11am: Flav-Or-Ice Snow Cones.
2pm: Back downtown to watch the Soap Box Derby.
3pm: Louisa helps Hiro ride his bike back home.
4pm: Picking out flowers at the greenhouse.
5pm: Time to plant.
7pm: Going for one last ride.
8:30pm: Going for one last ride.