On a warm winter’s day in March, armed with nothing but my cell phone, our dog, and three kids eager to be outside and in the sunshine, I went for a walk. There was nothing remarkable about this, except for the remarkable nature of small moments when I have the time and wherewithal to appreciate them.
Like helping each other gear up, without me having to ask.
And sassy girls in cute hats, pajama pants, and rain boots.
Nothing remarkable but room to run, with space to breathe and the warm sun on our faces, after too many months tucked away inside.
And the most remarkable part of all: a sunny spot for selfies (with mama actually IN the picture!), and three of the people I love best.
Even if the baby was not in the mood for a close-up, they are still pictures to remember. Moments during Baby H’s first winter and the joy of being free to move around and explore once again, finding happiness in the melting snow and searching in vain for signs of spring.
Sometimes I leave my big camera behind, but even then, cell phone camera or no, I am grateful when I can slow down enough to appreciate all the remarkable moments in a completely unremarkable day.