On the lookout for pirates, giant squid, and turtles.

that one time I shoved an unpeeled polaroid in my pocket and forgot about it for a few days…

TBT. every morning Zevi used to drag the ladder over to the wall and snoop on the neighbors. I was mortified, but I think they thought it was cute. At least they said they did.

sometimes we contemplate bringing him back…

Sometimes it seems as if my kids have their whole childhood packed into bags. Just waiting to leave, to grow up. It makes me happy and sad, sometimes mad. I guess I’ll have photos.

if he keeps on being this cute I’m going to have to eat him. 

As a kid, the whole point of hiking was a search for the perfect hiking stick with which to go on said hike. I was passing on the legacy, but I’m not sure they got the gist of how to actually use it…

exploring the “cave tree”