Since I haven’t learned to shoot in full sun yet without giving the children awful shadows on their faces, I will just look for shadows I love how his little feet dangle from the swing. I know all too soon, he will be pumping that swing himself (well, not this swing, but you know what I mean) and I will long for the days where he was too little to go to Pluto and back ( that is what we say to the girls when they get really high) by himself.