Daddy, Liam, and Nate take a late afternoon trip to the park. This was the sixth of six in as many days, and the only one for which I took the camera. If you’re interested in further details of the chase scenes, table talk, or the goosedown-beshitting of wandering hands, click a pic. (Note: Since first posting this, I’ve moved all the descriptions from Flickr into the content of this post. Better that way - fewer clicks; more info).

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The boys wait for Da-da to quit taking pictures and take them to the park.

(This composite was created from about 30 individual shots - variously rotated, placed, adjusted, and manually ’stitched’ using Photoshop CS2)

We hadn’t even yet made it to the picnic table before Nate was chasing geese. Note his shopping bag filled with food.

I believe he was relaying important factoids regarding the peanut butter and jelly sandwich he was eating. Or he could’ve simply been asking me something that began or ended with “Da-da”.

Yeah, probably that.

Although it might look like it, this is not a posed shot. Anyone who knows Nate and Liam knows that with them, there is no such thing. Liam was circling the tree, and I happened to get lucky when he stopped to lean.

Nate is very busy in the background with his dinner - Go-Gurt, I believe.

Liam chills on the table. Immediately after this picture was taken, he realized that I was behind him, and, undoubtedly sensing my desire to further capture this extended, pensive, and candid moment, proceeded to jump from the table and exit the frame.

As we were leaving, Nate happened upon a pile of fresh gooseshit, most of which he immediately picked up. I’d forgotten any kind of antibacterial wipe, so the next best thing was the faucet beneath the water fountain. Bunctiousness ensued.

Later, Da-da, Liam and Nate took a late-evening trip back home.