Going to town

July 28, 2013

I had intended to remedy the situation. The boy had his own photo shoot and everything. The score was mostly even between the boy and the girls.

Yesterday morning when we announced the plans for the day, "we're going to town to do some shopping" I couldn't help but photograph the look on Laurent's face in response to that announcement.

Of course I didn't have the camera on me in the initial conversation so I asked him to "pose" with a "see how thrilled I am to go shopping?" face after the fact. But he nailed the look pretty well before we both cracked up.

Going to town (which actually involves a string of three towns, with different small stores in each) for a day of shopping is a bit of novelty around here. Firstly, we're weekend hikers, not shoppers. Secondly, it's been a few months since we've had any money to shop for extras. And I wouldn't exactly call new undies, a pair of shorts, pants without holes, and a t-shirt that actually fits "extras".

But for Laurent, even when the shopping is for him, it's a chore. My son and I have more in common than our curly hair!

And then came the girls, dressed for town. And I lost my resolve to keep the photographic score even, and who can blame me?

One curly, pink and sassy. The other straight, blue, and classy.

Even I didn't mind a bit of shopping in the company of these beauties.

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