This is one of those images of my kids that I will always hold in my heart. Sort of like the dusky evening when Miss M was 3 and wearing a white linen sun dress. She was flitting about in her grandfather's front yard surrounded by about a thousand fireflies. Or Big C sitting in a tree at a friend's farm reading Harry Potter when he was 7. And Little C climbing in my blooming magnolia tree when he was three with his wild blond hair.

But there is something about this picture that perfectly captures each of their personalities. Miss M with the bucket because she has a plan, her head turned slightly to keep an eye on her boys as she forges ahead. Big C, probably counting something as he walks in a straight line. Little C taking big steps to keep up and never letting them out of his sight.