Friday, September 2, 2011

Wheelbarrows and Boys

To have these small, beautiful, moments.  We laugh as they clamber into the wheelbarrow with their rainbow of cars.  Cars and trucks that belonged to my husband.  

Youngest holds the helicopter into the air with wide eyes.  He watches it fly and I watch the sparks of imagination.

Precious are these moments of little boy dreams.  We sit under the oak tree for shade and watch them dream, fly, laugh.  

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