picture perfect

'Somedays aren't yours at all,
They come and go
As if they're someone else's days' - Regina Spektor, Somedays

Today was the last day of the Avondvierdaagse (four day walk with the kids, written about previously here and here).

I didn't walk this time because of the injury from my car accident, but I served coffee and drinks on the first day and I took pictures today.

Taking pictures is weird sometimes. I read a story once about photographs, or perhaps it was an excerpt from a book. The woman who wrote it had a miserable childhood but if you looked at the photos it seemed perfect.  'Picture perfect' is a wonderful expression, isn't it?

I hope mine don't just have a picture perfect life but a life that's just good, in pictures and out.

Here are my babies being picture perfect. I hope they remember days like these.