…minutes, that is.

A late afternoon miracle happened upon us yesterday.  Dinner was well on its way, kids were awake from nap/rest time and happily playing in the living room, dog was snoozing in the warm sunlight.

Then when minute eleven rolled around, Madison started screaming, Hunter found a spray bottle and decided to ‘wash’ the sliding glass door, the dog had to defend us from some invisible threat to all humankind by barking as loud as possible, and I put the camera away to tend to life.


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