Simple Life

This last shot should be my profile picture--it encapsulates our mornings so well.  The red double-decker stroller meandering the streets of Chestnut Hill, baby girl digging into her gummies while her older brother dictates from the front, my coffee spilling over onto the treasures I've found along the way.  Every day, come rain or shine, we get out.  For their sake and mine.  Over hill and vale we explore and adventure.  We watch the seasons change, the landscape shift, each marvelous in its own way.  We befriend dogs at the park, gather acorns and chestnuts, and say hello to our neighbors on the avenue.  We sing songs along the way--silly camp songs and old favorites of mine.  You can hear William request the Star Wars theme song, or "Baseball" or "Sunshine".  Madeleine throws her hands up in the air when we sing "I am so BIG!"  Her little voice squeaking out, making her Mama laugh.  We meet up with friends at the Water Tower Park, William muttering "play nice, don't push Mad-a-wyn" as we swing in.  By the end of the morning, the little ones are usually muddy or sandy.  But, in my book, that's a good sign.

It's a simple life.  But, one I treasure.