So what started out as a bummer day, actually turned out some nice moments and pictures with the kids. Yes there was screaming, fighting, arguing and much whining, but in the midst of all of that came some quiet micro moments that I will treasure.
There is just something about hands. My kids are always facinated with my hands. I remember as a child doing the same thing with my mom, tracing her fingers with mine, spinning every ring. That memory is even more fresh in my mind now as my kids do the same to me. They too, as babies and still now, love for my to play with their fingers as they drift off to sleep. It totally puts them in a trance.
So this is what comes from a flat tire, and a great example of why everything happens for a reason.
I just love these pictures, and I'm so glad that I took the time to capture my little hands.
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