Walking through Riverside Park on our way to Joseph's music class early Monday morning. The light is always so pretty here, especially with that blooming tree at the bottom of the hill.
Walking walking walking.
An umbrella on a beautiful day.
Joseph and Benson. Joseph isn't picking two gorgeous daffodils in their prime of life (one for each hand). Don't even worry about it.
Watching the taxis zip by (he actually calls them "abs").
And then this thrown in of Erinn, because Benson often prefers to ride like that. It needed to be documented.