I stole my mother's camera...

...and these are some of my favourites.

The fact that his hand is a blur is not an accident. Child is into everything.

I found out that my hatred of chalk was come by honestly: this was a sacrifice of love on my dad's part. It just feels so scummy on your fingers. I desensitized myself while I was taking art classes in college, but the desensitization unfortunately wore off before I got a sidewalk chalk obsessed toddler. 

Littles loves locomotives.

My two little guys adore their Aki, and I adore those autumn leaves. If you're wondering where I am while the rest of the family is sidewalk chalking, I'm probably curled up on the couch with a book and a cup of something warm. Autumn makes my life so happy.

Tiny is almost the same size as my mom. Obviously he got his genes from me, not Neni. And I love how Littles is hugging her from the back. She's like a miniature grandmother.

I have a bit of a blog about trains and the fear of the Lord waiting in the wings (try to contain your excitement), so check back in the next few days. I also have a little blog about memory and the sense of smell that's writing itself in my mind late at night when I can't sleep. So don't let me forget or flake out! And in the meantime, revel in the sight of my adorable children and those gorgeous leaves.