So proud of her “indoor shoes”, she poses.
Else looking homeless.
A walk to the park to watch Andy play football.
Such innocence on this beautiful summer night.
Innocence until the car ride home.
“What are you doing?,” I ask.
The backseat sound I was hearing?…sand being poured from her shoes.
And, yes, if you look close…Alice’s forehead does say Happy Birthday Dad! You never know what will happen when you put a marker in Grandma’s hand 🙂
It’s almost transparent, the script in her head that plays as she works through the day.
Such focus and logic. Such love and affection.
Below we observe a 4 minute glance that illustrates both…