A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. 

are what this little girl loves.
are teaching her the colors while she stares at Anne Geddes babies.
are an excuse to crawl into my lap for a mid morning snuggle.
are found in her little chair that she sits on, beneath the window.
with flaps are some of her favorites.

We walked the booths at the Patchwork Festival where I met the folks who make the candles I love and bought a pretty necklace

friends came over afterwards to have a late lunch/early dinner where we stayed up late laughing.

She is by his side just watchingor walking around, waiting for him to stop what he is doing
even while he is making French Toast, she waitsHe spoils her with affectionand I can see how special this girl is to her daddy.

the inside of the apricotis what they call a nest
and I guess the giant seed is the egg I remove

While I am at work on a beautiful day my family sometimes plays hookie from school

and I am jealous but also delighted because there is such harmony between them.

Especially relieved for a papa, who some evenings is completely wiped out

a little picnic in the park does wonders for his soul

as he soaks in the benefits of being a stay-at home papa, capturing it all on film so that it was like I was there. Then these last, long days at work don’t seem so bad and I am reassured that summer is fast approaching. Happy June 1st.

In Paul’s class every student is assigned a day of the week where they can bring an item for sharing. The item has to be in a bag and can have three clues. Paul loves when he is able to trick his whole class with his clues.Looking back over this year I wish I would have collected each of these pieces of writing. Can you guess what is in his bag?