My days are long, filled with the unresting requests of a preschooler, a toddler, and an infant. Bedtime is sweet relief. But, how could I let this moment elude this little? So on this night, as I roused Seth from a deep slumber, I carried his warm little limbs outside to watch the fireworks. He will more than likely never remember these few moments, when he sidled up next to Ashley on the blanket as the sky lit up in dizzying patterns and colors. Yet, as I carried him back downstairs, his hands full of treats from that nights festivities, I felt that this was a part of the Happy Whole for which we aim. All the little things of his life adding up to Big Joy. He may not remember that night, but the things we DO, make up who we ARE--even at four years old, right?
more vacation photos here