Proof that we braved the (non existent, this is CA) elements and went outside.
Proof that Bronson loves his sister (at least for a photo op).
Proof that I still lug my big camera around because it's so fun to use.
The park by us is pretty great. We hang out there a lot and it's a special treat when Topher comes along. Mostly because then he gets requested as swing pusher and my arms take a break.
End of list.
