Even though I carry my camera everywhere and capture every waking moment of my three boys’ lives, I continually lament that I don’t have photos with all three of them.
I usually don’t have the strength to undertake such a feat…
Three boys in one picture.
Looking at the camera.
The impossible dream.
A few weeks ago the boys were all sitting at the park on the same bench.
And no violence had ensued.
So I reached for my camera…
…and took 25 pictures.
And yes, the one in the middle was the best one.
And yes, I need to learn photoshop.