Everytime I’m out doing errands with the kids, someone will – inevitably, it seems – say, “Enjoy these times. You’ll never get them back.” (Or something to that effect.) I smile politely and think to myself, whatever…. And then moments like this happen – I swear I had only turned my back for a minute. Instinctively, I get irritated. On my truly off days, I admit that I fly off the handle or get pretty close to tears. (“I just organized everything in there!!!!!!!!”) Then, I take out the camera for no other reason than out of pure habit. I click, breath, quickly check out the image on the back screen, smile…and realize that those strangers are on to something.