Jumping in mud puddles in late September? Yes!
My favourite of all the photos taken this day: Margot, ever chasing after
her longer-legged, fleeter-of feet siblings.
And the race back to the deepest puddle.
Daddy's car is spotted, so Jude moves Margot out of harm's way.
Daddeeeeeeee!
The bravest of daddies flinch not at the threat of mud on
their work pants; the wisest know that these hugs are precious,
and fleeting...
And the bravest of mummies popped the babes into a warm tub, no doubt!
ReplyDeleteThese pictures are spectacular!
Absolutely precious; thank you for sharing. Fleeting - yes.
ReplyDeleteso sweet - and wise words, indeed!
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness! These photos are amazing, the mist in the background is magical...
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for linking to Black and White Wednesday:)
xo
Linda
Such beautiful photos...so touching!
ReplyDeleteTHOSE PHOTOS ARE INCREDIBLE!
ReplyDeleteThe one of the three of them running down the driveway?? Could have been taken in any time period! Wow. LOVE the joy on Violet's face in the first one, and Jude moving Margot, and Margot looking up at Daddy.
Just great.
Wow, awesome pictures! Wasn't the weather yesterday afternoon wild?
ReplyDeleteIt was a lovely magical misty day...your kids must have LOVED it!
ReplyDeletexo maureen
When V and I walk to the car in the wee early hours of the morning (usually on our way to daycare) he giggles with glee at the feeling of raindrops on his head. In the 30 steps or so it takes to get to the car, we're almost always - wet and muddy!
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