Sunday afternoon.

Sunday afternoon, I was counting down until bedtime (again). I was lying in my chair watching the boys play in the yard when it struck me how dwindling these warm days really are. I ran in the house, grabbed some popcicles and my real camera (instagram is such a curse!), and took pictures for a good hour. I love following my boys around with a camera in my hand. They are so real and I'm always in the clouds. Sometimes I go for days without really seeing them until I look through my lens. 

Eventually, their shirts were in a pile on the ground and Danny, of course, was buck naked by the time we went inside. For journaling, these photos will always represent what this summer has been to us. Carefree. 

We do not want it to end. 

 

Danny, and his love affair with his root beer treat (do you see the swooning in his eyes?) 

The end.