When we moved into the big house in PA every May we’d go for a picnic in the big field of dandelions by Prime Minister’s Park. It was a fun little tradition. So you’ll understand my disappointment when I saw the big mowers out in the field last week mowing up the dandelions I’d hoped to take pictures in. Luckily (depending on how you look at it, of course), just two days after the field was mowed, the field was literally covered in dandelions — even more than before! So last night, before we drove down the road for the Fridays in summer tradition down here of $0.68 hotdogs and drinks, we took the kids out into the field and got some pictures.
The first picture shows what it was really like. Luke and Madeline were not happy to be there; you’ll noticed Luke with his arms crossed, stomping his foot, while Madeline is simply scowling. Luke really wanted to show Madeline the garden that we’d planted, but we said he had to wait until after we took some pictures. I forget why Madeline was cranky, but it’s not all that unusual for Madeline to be cranky. Olivia, on the other hand, was extremely content and began picking as many dandelions as her little hands could hold.
However, shortly after we told them to sit together, the crankiness transformed into this beauty:
Reminding us just how much these kids are growing.
Let’s compare from the dandelion picnic in May 2008 when Madeline was 5, Luke 3, and Olivia had just turned 1:
Luke was particularly hard to photograph because he kept doing that “Mommy had a baby and its head popped off” thing with the dandelions. But it’s always been hard to get him to look at the camera.
This comparison just makes me smile:
They’ve sure changed. I wonder how many more years of dandelion-picking we have.