Yesterday after church, there was literally one cloud in the sky. It was gorgeous outside, so before we went upstairs to put a cranky baby down for a nap, we let Lincoln run around (which, for me meant walking two steps behind him in case he tripped on cement, stopping him from eating branches off the bushes, and helping him step off the curbs).
And this last picture is just for you. Yeah, you. I have no idea why I struck such a "pose," but there it is. 'Tis struck.