Labor Day


Flowers and barn.

Loony child.

Nearsighted child.
Kidding of course.
Can you believe this is one of the only photos my oldest let me take of her?
All the other times I was on the receiving end of this:
I’m both equally frightened by her death glare
 as I am of the dirt I will be scrubbing from her nails for the rest of the week.
At least one child appreciated my need to capture riveting photos this week.
Thanks sis.


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