Self-Timer Shenanigans
Spent some time in Park City this weekend visiting my great grandma who’s in town from San Diego at my Auntie’s house. During our excursion, I bribed my crew to take a self-timer pic when we stopped for a potty break. (Yes, it’s only an hour trip and we have to stop because someone always has “to go.”)
Scrolled through the pics later and couldn’t believe how perfect everyone’s personalities were captured. I didn’t even know Lola had jumped until I looked at the photos later.
Such a fleeting moment I’ll look back at in ten years and forget how tired I was… and instead ache to experience this day all over again. Just even for one minute. Until they’re all crying at the same time and someones hungry and someone needs to pee and someones throwing a fit then poof—take me back to the future, Ghost of Christmas Past!
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