There are perfectly-staged photos…
… and not-so-perfectly-staged photos.
Both can be an accurate depiction of Mother’s Day.
Truthfully, yesterday was near perfect. The only problem was that it wasn’t long enough. That’s my only complaint, and it’s not even a valid one. Not only did Chuck get home in time to take care of everything, but the weather was absolutely perfect for lots of lounging on the patio and running around at the river. Even Major was good. More on that later.
For now, I have school work to do. Today I became a graduate student.