It was about 11pm, right after Tata’s Birthday Party. I was SUPER tired and ready to get on home. It was cold and I tried to usher Stephen and Lara into the car. They refused…they wanted to have a mini photo shoot on the block. Lara was SO into it and could have posed for DAYS. Stephen was a happy photographer. I waited in the car and prayed that “bad people” wouldn’t come around the corner and steal his camera…or whatever “bad people” do nowadays. When did I become a worry wart?
Cute outcome, huh? 🙂