Zesty

Zest of the sweaty kids at the playground! And the two jaded ah-mas (grandmas) in the background. One was getting very worried about the littlest one (the one looking straight at the camera) being squashed by everyone else, and the other just nonchalantly leaving them to their own demise (that’s my mom!). She’s chill about it, because my sis was the one holding the camera right in front of them.

I can smell the lemony / vinegar-ish zest of the perspiration on their hair, just from looking at this picture! Whose hair was it that used to smell of fish? I cannot remember if it was Christopher or Oliver… the two babies who hung out at my place with cards from when they were little (in different locations though).

Random thoughts, maybe meaningless, but they are fun, at least for me. Not sure the quality of my blog posts, but I am enjoying it and I think that matters. Sometimes it’s good to share some lightness around the blogosphere. ❤