Yesterday morning was such a warm and pretty day that Davey and I decided to go on a walking picture taking journey.
Every journey should begin with a homemade chocolate chip cookie snack.
“Mommy take a picture of that tree!” So I did. Not a terrific composition.
“Mommy! A rock wall! Can I climb on it?” He climbed all over it.
And walked back and forth across it.
Upon finding a pinecone –
One must kick it.
At which point Mommy started yelling, “away from the street, away from the street”, although he really had no plans to run into the street. I was afraid it might be tempting to kick that pine cone again.
We walked to a little natural foods store by our apartment. We love this little store. We wandered around a little. Davey saw this soap. “Mommy, what is this? Take a picture of it!” So I did.
We decided to stop for lunch. The boy is starting to develop a little bit of an attitude regarding the omnipresent camera. Yeah, I can understand why.
But mostly he tolerates it and says, “Can I see the picture?”
On our way home we walked through a bed of volcanic black lava!
He found another pine cone and decided he needed to take this one home.
And of course a stick.
And we returned home. I am glad I can blog about and remember a day like this.