My youngest son, Hawke, and I had a little date at Historic Fourth Ward Park today. We used the restroom at one point and as I was drying my hands I turned and saw Hawke's silhouette in the doorway and quickly grabbed my phone.
"Don't move, buddy. Okay? Stay right there." I was quickly trying to get my phone to focus when he said,
"Mom. I want to get married."
"Oh you do, huh?"
"Yeah, I want to get married to a girl. And have a really awesome bike with two wheels and a bell. And a map so that I don't get lost. My married girl will think I am so cool. Right, Mom?"
"Yes, little man. She will think you are so cool. I know I do."
I got the shot I wanted, too.