Summer Fireflies

I guess it took me so long to post this week because I was waiting for something great to post about.

We had the best time tonight after dinner on the patio, running about with my son (and running the daughter with us), chasing fireflies. O has actually gotten the hang of catching them gently, watching them, and releasing them to see them light up as they fly away.

Do you see it? I actually caught the firefly in the shot. (Yes, I'm proud of that.)

C and I often followed them about our yard, even before we had kids. There's something so charming about them. Is there a human on earth that doesn't enjoy them?

It was just one of those times that was perfect, in parenting-land.

Go find some fireflies this summer.

That's Me

If you read the blog and you don't actually know me, that's my picture, finally posted in the profile. It was taken in Sicily this past summer; I was three months pregnant and having a morning coffee on the patio, where we ate every meal. C and I were often the first two up in the morning.

I'd like to feel that happy all the time, so I figured it was worth posting for inspiration to get back to that state as often as possible.