The kids and I walk just about every day now. I try to take my camera with me most of the time. Mark has it all figured out. Mommy likes flowers and rocks. Oh, and cool looking rusty things. He points out every single flowers and every single rock on our walk. Take a picture of that flower, Mommy. There's a neat rock over here. He and Anna wait patiently while their mother crawls around on her hands and knees on the sidewalk. I have to wonder what the other passersby are thinking. Two kids in stroller, woman crawling around looking at the ground. Maybe she's drunk. Or she lost her diamond tiara. But probably it's drunkness.
I happen to know a special Grandma is bringing a camera for big Mark for his Birthday. Me thinks he is going to like it.