Found this old photograph of Grace. I love it. She is not a circumspect child but she seems careful here, wary. Simultaneously 3 and also much older, looking out through what look like very wise eyes to me.
photographs
Your one wild and precious life
(and old but great photo from spring 2007)
Whit, Whit, and more Whit
This morning, as usual, Whit dressed himself.
Camouflage hat, size 18 months Princeton tee shirt, exercise pants, and red plastic Old Navy flipflops (from, I believe, the girls section). Perhaps a sad statement on my life, but one of the highlights and things I look forward to most each day is what Whit emerges from his room sporting.
At swimming he again wore his manly pink swim shirt, apparently choosing pink goggles to best complement it.
After swimming I guess he wanted to offset all that manly pink with some weight lifting. I’m frankly impressed that my flyweight could hoist these dumbells. Guess he did some sets & reps.
Treasures inside ourselves
Eventually we grow weary of seeking treasures outside ourselves and we begin to look within. There we discover that the gold we sought, we already are. – Alan Cohen
(skies like this make me believe in heaven)