Thursday, September 23, 2010

Waiting for Dad, Arlington, VA: Wednesday 4:45pm


Peter: "Dammit! I'm sick of waiting, I'm going to find him!"

Things look a bit different around here everyday. Change has become a way of life. Adaptability, the breath to our lungs. Like Pete moves because it is simply 'the next step', so do we.

The scenery always changes, but our love never does.

(In other news: HOLY CRAP we just got our official date to leave for Brazil! ...and tonight is Sam's first swim lesson. As you were.)

elise

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

oh no, at first I thought he was headed for the front door, but he's in the hall, bet Paul was surprised when he stepped out of the elevator!
--Nanny