It’s the age, and it is evanescent.
There is this dreamy little stage that is so warm & fuzzy when you see it. My oldest is leaving that fairy tell world, more absorbed with being chic or the rocker and using words like cool & lame (actually I’ve heard “lame-o”). This was not the photo I intended. I was trying to coax the twins to the back side of the yard and try to get some background sunflares. She ran up on me quickly, cutting off the sun as I had to back pedal to get her in focus. Still, it had some good backlighting. As for the expression, she is trying to “grab the moon.” The moon has been right over the horizon in the late evening the last few days. And in her fairy tell world, it’s that easy, that easy to reach up and have it.