When I drive my kids somewhere, I am facing away from them. It’s kind of the law that I have to look at the road. The kids are strapped in place, often crammed into a position where they squabble like coach airline passengers. Then I scream at them and do that blind behind-the-seat swatting thing, trying to make them quit fighting but only succeeding in making them laugh at me.
When we walk somewhere together, it’s different.
Not that they never fight, or whine. But we also see interesting and (because we are lucky enough to live in Northern California) beautiful things together, and I get to watch them and enjoy being their mom.
I took these pictures on our last walk to swimming lessons this summer, just before school started. It was a walk of just over one mile, and we usually spent about 20 minutes on it.