As I sit at the kitchen table waiting patiently for the boys to complete a
mandatory time out for mind numbing unruly behavior few moments of quiet before heading out to check out a new play space in Squirrel Hill, I thought I would post a couple pictures for your viewing pleasure. Enjoy!
Fourth of July. I love that day. It's the political science nerd/proud American in me. More importantly, it marks the anniversary of our first date. Washington, DC, 1996, under the slim shadow of the Washington Monument I fell in love with Mr. Acklin. So on Sunday we were playing around with sparklers when I asked Kevin to "write" something in the air as I set the camera on a slow shutter speed as a photograhic experiment. I asked him to write something cute like a heart, etc. As he was writing I couldn't tell what it was but there was lots of waving of the arms going on. As soon as the camera snapped I looked at the view finder to find the most romantic message - his damn name. It's okay. Men raised without sisters have it hard. He's working on it.
Jumping. Another experiment with the camera. George particularly enjoyed this. It's not every day that I'm encouraging him to jump off the furniture into a mountain of pillows.